POEMS.
59
Oft thy kind hand, soft and soothing,
Wiped the damps of death away,
With affection, kind and loving,
For thy grandmother, dead to-day.
Wiped the damps of death away,
With affection, kind and loving,
For thy grandmother, dead to-day.
Forever this deathbed recollection
Will rush unbidden to our view:
A place to test the heart's affection,—
One stood by her kind and true.
Will rush unbidden to our view:
A place to test the heart's affection,—
One stood by her kind and true.
Sweet girl, thy love so true and tender,
For thy grandmother now at rest;
Such true affection I'll remember,
Till I myself sleep with the blest.
For thy grandmother now at rest;
Such true affection I'll remember,
Till I myself sleep with the blest.
Asleep in God, unto life everlasting
Her tried spirit passed away;
We trust with her Maker resting,
Until we meet at the last day.
Her tried spirit passed away;
We trust with her Maker resting,
Until we meet at the last day.
HEART SORROW.
I will love thee, yes, forever;
Even though we are apart,
And coldly treat thy mother,
For you're dear unto her heart.
