Cease, cease, Ellen, my little one—
Warbling so fairily close to my ear;
Why should you choose, of all songs that are haunting me,
This, that I made for your mother to hear?
Hush, hush, Ellen, my little one—
Wailing so wearily under the stars;
Why should I think of her tears, that make light to me
Love that had made life, and sorrow that mars?
Sleep, sleep, Ellen, my little one—
Is she not like her, whenever she stirs?
Has she not eyes that will soon be as bright to me,
Lips that will some day be honey’d, like hers?
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Yes, yes, Ellen, my little one—
Though her white bosom is still’d in the grave,
Something more white than her bosom is spared to me,
Something to cling to, and something to crave:
Love, love, Ellen, my little one!
Love indestructible, love undefiled
Love through all deeps of her spirit, lies bared to me,
Oft as I look on the face of her child.
POSTSCRIPT.
On closing the first Volume of “Once a Week,” its Projectors distinctly pledged themselves, in consideration of its rising promise, to make the most of the opportunities for its further and complete development.
Not only is it their conviction, founded on a knowledge of their efforts, that they have already done this; but they have a surer proof that these efforts have been properly directed, in a circulation which is now steadily on the increase.
In the meantime, an unlooked-for opportunity has arisen in the promised remission of the Paper Duties, and the Projectors desire to convert this opportunity also to the advantage of their readers.
But, instead of waiting until these Duties shall be actually remitted, it is their intention to anticipate the probable reduction in the price of paper, and to extend their Miscellany by six pages of letter-press weekly, commencing from the 28th instant.
Exclusive of these six pages they will avail themselves of the same occasion to gratify the wish expressed by so many of their subscribers for a complete wrapper to each weekly number.
And they further hope so to use their extended space as to afford increased gratification to a widening circle of readers.
April 7, 1860.