Poems (Brown)/On the Death of Alice and Freddie
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ON THE DEATH OF ALICE AND FREDDIE.
I have laid away their playthings
They will never use again,—
Their little toys and dresses,
So pretty, yet so plain.
They will never use again,—
Their little toys and dresses,
So pretty, yet so plain.
And our hearts are almost broken
With the woe we cannot share,
For their empty crib and clothing
Are all that's left us here.
With the woe we cannot share,
For their empty crib and clothing
Are all that's left us here.
Alice was our gentle one,—
A thoughtful, meek-eyed child,
So full of love and 'tenderness,
So pure and free from guile.
A thoughtful, meek-eyed child,
So full of love and 'tenderness,
So pure and free from guile.
Freddie was our noble one,—
Our darling, lovely boy;
His lips were always wreathed with smiles,
His heart seemed full of joy.
Our darling, lovely boy;
His lips were always wreathed with smiles,
His heart seemed full of joy.
Our two most precious loved ones—
The light and joy of home—
Have gone to dwell with angels,
And left us sad and lone.
The light and joy of home—
Have gone to dwell with angels,
And left us sad and lone.
But they have only gone before us,
While we are toiling on
Their little hands still beckon us
To our loving Father's home.
While we are toiling on
Their little hands still beckon us
To our loving Father's home.
Nearer the great white throne,
Nearer the tree of life,
Nearer the golden gates
Which shut out pain and strife.
Nearer the tree of life,
Nearer the golden gates
Which shut out pain and strife.
Nearer the jasper sea,
Where the many angels dwell,
There Alice and Freddie await us,
Their love and joy to tell.
Where the many angels dwell,
There Alice and Freddie await us,
Their love and joy to tell.
And sweet will be the meeting,
When on that blissful shore,
By angel bands attended,
We meet to part no more.
When on that blissful shore,
By angel bands attended,
We meet to part no more.