Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1895-03-13


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Yes. was misjudged by thee, Ed1a'
IF 7 were deemed selfish ana cola,
Ana this humble tribute is written
in letters Of silver ana goid.
e, beautiful lovely Fspa
miss thee here and there.
miss thee in the house of God,
/ miss thee everyw here
miss the sunshine ana Ine nSht
'iny cniiualAe pa esence siieni
often sit and watch and wait
For that soft graceful tread,
Those rosy cheeks and great due eyes,
I miss them at our door;
The long. long silken tresses, too,
With gold dust sprinkled Ger.
q beautiful. lovely Edna.
Each day i think OF thee,
think of all the withered hopes
Upon the Feudal tree
oh. I think of the Christian nome
That by thee was lllumed.
think Of night shade growing wnefe
Once observation-disclosures doomed. .4<--@~
think of fond eyes turning TO
The chair unoccup1ed
AS they sit at the evening meal
Or the lonely fires1de.
think of the changes that are maue
In PRAYERS that they employ,
think Of the fearful panses. as
Tney say-"God, spare our BOY.
beautiful, lovely Edna.
- cannot understand
: WHY cruel and relentless Death
Broke up that happy bano.
O grim, unwelcome Monster. why
Hidst thou not pass her by
mis- u opening bud Of promise rare -
Was OH so young to de-
oh NAV the wounded hearts be healed
That bleed at every pore
,rhy stricken servants shelter, Loru'
Until the storm is Ger.
o beautiful. lovely Edna,
Perhaps Our Father knew
That ali thy friends in future years
Would not be pure and true.
Perhaps He knew in Pleasures nal
The wicked thou wOulosI mee1.
THAT craft and cunning would ensnare
Thy unsuspecIing feet
Perhaps He knew designing ones
Womb WOO and win thy love,
Then leave thee sad and lonely, Ike
The Patriarchal dove
beautiful, lovely Edna.
Perhaps the Lord had seen
The gestigc of ambition aUhefe
Parental feet had been.
Perhaps He knew that dot1ng ones
mai ~ thew .uv w Won have their jewel vie
With Moray'S silver star,
When Jcr,u Lind had charmed the Worid
With her enchanting song,
When angels listened ana looked ooWH
On her admiring thrOng,
Her cantor thought her voice must nave
A softer. SaQQor rluS,
And the heart of Jenny Limo was CRUSH u
That she might SWeeter sing.
Oh beautiful, lovely Edna,
BeyOnd the reach OF sin,
Trey had to lose her for awhile
That she might heaven win.
No fairer blossom ever can
Adorn ParnaSSus Manse,
Though many bright and lovely ones
May come and &c, perchance.
Man her companions emulate,
The beauties OF her tlfe
With piety and plfitU
Mdy all their gears be rife
o beautiful. lovely Edna,
Thy dust was borne away.
And in the ''city among the nils
1t softly sleeps to-day.
@ songsters from the forest come
Attune your tiny Threats,
And sing around this youthful MOUND
Your saddest, sweetest notes.
o holy, chaStened saints of God,
Your floral gems there lay,
vigil let your foot prints Keep
When they are far daUdy
oh beautiful, lovely Edna
Had borne no Christening rod.
But conSecrated from her birth
She closely walked with God.
Too rnre and fair for sinful earth
Where storms and tempeStS r1Se,
AhaSty mission she performed
Then SCARED back to the skies,
Methinks she now Is STOPPING from
Those regal courts OF bliss
And reaching towards her mother for
The silent farewell kiss.
oh, beautiful, lovely Edna,
Upon that morn so bright.
Without her mothers presence. SCARED,
To realms of endless light.
. That darling mothers picture though,
She carried to the skies,
Ills worn upon her bosom in
The meads Of Paradise;
And on the shining streets Of gold
Where angel-music rings
Within the royal Palace, and
Before the King of Kings.
August, 1894.