Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1911-02-23
In Loving Memory.

AS went on life's youthful path
Not knowing what for me it hath,
Nor dreaming yet that Cupid's dart
Would soon pierce deep into my heart,
My eyes met orbs so full and bright
They seemed to shine with heavenly
light.
They seemed to tell me OF love
Approximate to that above.
Nor had that love human goal
But twas of God within the soul.
A love so pure and so refined
That is not ken to humankind.
To God so true and rivet placed
AS to reflect his placid face;
And keep within the soul alway
A trust that none can turn away.
And what though storms OF grief might
come
And providences wreck the home;
With this deep love and humble trust,
This heart replied Il can, must.
For God is my Good Shepherd too,
And pastures green he'll lead ME, through.
So when life's storms my bark assailed,
And mid its threatening blasts it quailed,
sought this love so strong and true.
That stayed me as naught else could do;
And when my hand unconscious met
The hand OF thine, unwilling yet,
Two hearts began to beat as one
True heart before had ever done.
And then, as on through life we went,
What mattered, though fierce storms
might rent
The sails OF our frail bark in two
The sun would always glimmer through.
And when toll and care depressed
sought the genial home tree nest,
A CHEEKY word and loving smile
Was all that made my life worth while.
And then three nestlings there to find,
Whose heart should beat as thine and
mine,
Were to increase the Joy too much
To always be and ever such.
For thou so many years in one
Had lived, the Master oeckoned home;
The one who him had loved cen more
Than me or any earthly store.
And when thou saidst to me, this nest
must now leave and be at rest
With him who loved me even more
Than you or loved ones gone before.
His face long to see whose love
For meis infinitely above
All love that might show
To him while here dwell below;
could not say, though much felt,
AS by thy conquering side | knelt,
The clouds of love, SO strongly knit
As ne'er could be expressed in writ,
Begin to break and tear apart
1t ItSeemed ii sure would break my heart;-
Stay, stay, nor yet do take thy flight
Where all is day and never night.
Fof even days ago I'd seen
The light OF that sweet golden sheen
Thy face light up as an angels are;-
AS though thou'dst HE to lands afar.
And, as the angel chorus rang
On yonder shore from angel band
Thou, too, with notes so full OF trust
Sang, Saviour, Thee to see must"
And now though human eyes are far
Too dim TO see thy radiant star,
The eye of faith can plainly see
Thy soul in all its ecstasy.
And as about my tasks 60
With heavy heart-bacauSe you know
The burden once Of twois one;
And much must needs be left undone-
Thy spirit can often feel,
AS always thou didst love my veal,
Come close unto my heart and say,
"The Master can suffice the day."
And when, so tired from tasks that come
With daily round OF duty done,
think OF thee at rest so sweet
Reclining at the Masters feet.
And soon the time OF times will come,
When he shall call our spirits home;
And we shall baSk forever there
In that blest love,-so pure and talr
That none of earth alloys can wrest
The sweet communion from our breast.
"A. A. p. NEEL.