LINES
ON THE DEATH OF A SISTER AGED 10.
She hath passed from the earth like a vision of light,
Entrancing our souls 'neath the shadows of night;
She hath been to our life like a beautiful dream,
Or the wandering course of a wavering stream.
Entrancing our souls 'neath the shadows of night;
She hath been to our life like a beautiful dream,
Or the wandering course of a wavering stream.
Few summers had bloomed o'er the fairy-like form,
And light waved the breeze of life's pitiful storm
Around that young heart, where each transient emotion
But quivered the soul, like a breath on the ocean.
And light waved the breeze of life's pitiful storm
Around that young heart, where each transient emotion
But quivered the soul, like a breath on the ocean.
And heaven hath caught the pure spirit again,
That wandered awhile in this valley of pain;
The silvery dew that hath gladdened the earth,
Must haste to the region from whence it had birth.
That wandered awhile in this valley of pain;
The silvery dew that hath gladdened the earth,
Must haste to the region from whence it had birth.
And thus passed her soul to its home in the sky;
Then why should we weep? for that soul cannot die;
Her Saviour hath riven the veil from the tomb,
And her spirit hath passed from all shadow of gloom.
Then why should we weep? for that soul cannot die;
Her Saviour hath riven the veil from the tomb,
And her spirit hath passed from all shadow of gloom.
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