The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1906-08-22
LIE pRE IM oF FATE
BY mrs. B. BIis w1NeER.


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Csuggested by the death vie Of dispated man,
retired TO my couch, SO ussrY and sad.
For knew my wifes ds1tl must come soon
And the guardian angel who watched by my bed
Led my dream in very atronge tune.
was lost on the mountain while hunting my way,
On the rugged rough journey of life;
And the cold night chill with bleak twilight gray,
Added gloom to my sorrow and strife.
Then came to vale wheretears that atone
For our sins made dark tnrbid stream;
: And sat on its brink in sadness alone
Till wept DER the troubles I'd seen.
Then sailed to the meath -darened skies,
Far away from the haunts of men;
And L heard not voice saveth screechowl's cries
And the;howl of the wolf al his dem
: e sunlarAea tss. .sagES this dark sea,
Some strange destiny forced me to go;
For the frafl gruesome ship was not left to me-
But skeleton, death, came to row.
AS trembled he hastily guided the boat
With the breeze down the smooth winding stream;
Where the tide and the winds and made float
Went our life, like one drifts in a dream.
Can you tell where we're going? Death could not say
Lest we sailed on the of life.
Still called not for help but waited for day
To retreat from this dark vale of strife.
With grin that ghastly, death plowed the
AS he forced US swiftly along
Zen if rowed by the devil, still life's dream
For he lulls us to sleep with his song
While we sailed on for days, Igrew happy too,
For no threatening could be seen;
AS we cut like flash, the dark waters through
Sweet voiced birds sang islands of green.
When angel would signal us as we passed
We would stop but death always said no.
He said "Fates at the helm, he's steering craft
And wherever he steers co.
When he spoke I awoke and dark dreadful night
Wrapped us round, while storm in its fury
Shook hearts, filed souls with terrible fright
Till we begged to retreat in hurry.
But Death smiled as our ship tossed by wave,
For the pillows ran high, mountain high
at his elbow stood Fate, refusing to save
Though he knew he ne'er told who must die
While the thunders of God, majestic and grand,
Like the voice from above made us tremble;
And the ghtnngs came crashing, ship
And we fell to knees and were humble.
Like devil death danced sang through the storm
Till our hearts knew the depths of their sorrow
But the grief that felt at the awful alarm
Sank to naught when thought of the morrow
For the face in the waves L saw from above,
Was the wife had led down with me
And thought that the only one could love-
Was hopelessly sunk meath deaths sea.
On the morrow the storm bitter to face
And the ship ground the rocks aft and fore;
And went down while Death danced DER its burial place
All alone escaped to the shore.
Through the crossed while Death tossed the stream
That was muddy and swollen and deep,
And hung to the willows my dream
When climbed for the bank steep.
AS stood IN this rocky, mountainous way,
Still perpexed to which path should co.
With a voice that sternly cold, did Fate say
"Henceforth keep in the way that you know"
Time and Fate said, $50 on'-not needing my groan-
And pursue the straight journey of life
"You must travel along, although all alone.
Never needing its sorrow and strife"
When looked on the rocks in that lonesome place
All of life had no charms and fear,
In each path could see my darlngs white face
She was deadl Why Oh, God! was here?
Whom GtNrt01 = ' : - zne angel from God s 49, g.