The gold leaf. [volume] (Henderson, N.C.) 1881-1911, 1894-01-11
The GOLD LEAF.
HENDERSON, n. c..
THURSDAY. JAN. 1894.
A DREAM.
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DREAM.
Contributed l
High on throne twixt Heaven and earth
l stand
Surveying this mundane ball;
And now with outstretched wings,
l soar 'bOve unknown seas and foreign
sands;
An angel as a guide,
Points out my winged way,
In triumph through the grand ETHEREAL
land.
wends;
Things visible and invisible,
| view them all alike
As from a mountain high the sight de-
sends
To objects great and small,
SO does my vision pass,
Encircled round the globe my sight ex-
And still with heightened wings 1 make
my way,
Till Wearied by the flight
pause and drop tear
Upon that sad and sacred grave where lay
Our eIring Mother Eve
Awaiting eternity,
In the silent halls of death long to stay.
leave this ancient grave with wounded
pride
My guiding Angel points
TO where his master lay,
Jesus of Nazareth the crucified,
The only son of God,
The blessed Holy Ghost!
Kind Father, why was this, the angel
cried,
And onward thence to ancient Greece 90
TO seek the seven wise men,
TO find that hOnOred city
know;
find no glory here,
Beyond the grand old walls,
Where wisdom held his court long years
ago.
And thence to Egypt now my Angel guides
Where greatness once was KING,
The Wonders Of the world.
Twas there the Pharaohs lived and reiGned
and died;
From there the Israelites
Went to the Promised Land,
A land where then no ill could e'er be-
tide.
And so with cyclic drawn l onward go,
From Greenland'S icy mountains,
From Arctic regions bare,
To fair Southland where orange blossoms
grow
Where the rushing water
Battle the genial shores
OF Europe greatest Rhine and RhOne and
Pc.
And now 1 soar to heights beyond the
skies,
And now to Mother Earth,
near my own home land,
And see that here the land OF freedom
lies;
And here Lord Congress meets
To make the free mans laws,
Which the rich man loves, the poor de-
spise.
And in two cities are two babies born;
The one first sees the light
In mansion grand and fair;
The other in a cottage poor and worn
Weeps out its tears unheard
BY Mothers busy ear,
AS thus she fights LIES battles all for
lOrn.
The rich mans son to luxury allied,
With none to oppose and none
TO repress his hayward Will,
Twixt good and evil, all will soon decide.
The poor old mothers son,
The honest lad. seeking
A higher life, becomes Nations pride.
AS nearer to the earth | draw me nigh.
Two lovers at the gate
Are saying fond good bye
The lover reads the answer in her eye,
And in the maiden's blush,
AS the sweet word yes
Falls from her lips soft as her lover sign
And then hear the chime of welding
bells,
The sweet, low music huShed,
The solemn words . L Will,
The benediction, the hum of voices tells
Congratulations to
The happy pair through life,
The vows here made and left all harm
dispels.
Some are bowed by sorrows heavy hand
While others gaily smile;
Some are filled with thanks,
While others fOully curse their native
land;
Some for this, others for that
But all are born to die,
For thus l turn to watch the Masters hand
There lay in the silent chamber Of death
A form so cold and white,
form without a soul,
And then the mOurne:S watched the fleet-
ing breath
OF one that had no hope
A mOuldering piece OF clay
They put into the grave, and this is death.
And yet within yon cot placid face
Is held in deaths firm grasp;
Aud angels hover near,
To bear the soul to its accustomed place.
A beautiful sleeper,
MARRIED not by deaths cold wave
And this is life, but death has left its trace
And now a-weary of this tleeting theme,
pause to bid adieu
And cast lingering look
Upon the visions fair and sad that seem
To vanish ere twas done.
Farewell. sweet sights, and sad,
It's gone, L awOke, and 10. it was dream
T.