HE LEADETH US.

Mataura Ensign, Volume V, Issue 224, 26 January 1883, Page 5

HE LEADETH US.

[An unpublished poem by Alice CaryJ 1 8halll.be prophet, Human Heart P Shall 1 tell thee Sorrow stands Beady with cold and cruel hands, Thee from 1 the chiefesib love to part P* My soul was chilled with sudden pain } Yet thus I made reply : * My chiefesfc, loved can never die ! An<p. even Earth's friends shall live again.' Old Time smiled sternly: 'Thou art young And hopeful. What if sickness pale] Makes nerve to bend and heart to fall, Which now with buoyant life are strong P' 4 My strength lies' not in hope or youth ; The childhood of immortal years Cannot be struck with mortal f ears ; Even Death but rends the veil of Truth.' * {t Death," thou presumptuous one! perchance Within' those doors of gloom He waits, dread shadow, till thou come ; Watches thy heedless steps advance, Even to the open tomb !' ' I will not tremble ! I will trust I My days are thine; O Saviour, dear ! Thou eeest all this coming year., Thou ldvesb me and thou art just I Thy poor child will not, fear/ Time touched: the massy gates swung ; widej r ■- • •..■'■■ I paused*-* Voice hot all uuknown Stoke tbmy heart in. sweetest tone : • Child, I will be thy guide j Fear not to travel on. ~tßiQ. ;; " '•""■' N. T. lndependent. SONG OF THE SEA. TUB gttl mt ÜBsbr ili« Vf^^^S fl liffOh, tbe sweet singing ont of the sea ! She watered the white sail of the dancing ' ritiff, She watched it as it tacked and made the land* She watched the sharp keel run on the sand, And she thought ' He is coming to me, tome/ As the sailor Bprang from the gay boat s side As it lay in the lap of the ebbing tide. pti> the 'sweet Hinging out of the sea ! The two sat under the great rock's shade, Oh, the sweet singing out of the sea ! They saw the sunset glow and fade ; They heard the low waves* ceaselesß chime, to the vows that mocked at change and ' time, ' l: As be swore by the steadfast tideß to be True and tender, through weal and woe* And she blushed to the kiss he hallowed so ; Oh, the sweet singing out of the sea 1 Thegfrl'sat under the cliff alone, ' Oh. the sad singing out of the sea ! And the wind's low sob, and the wave's low $lent with .the passionate weeping for mm Whose' falsehood' had' made the fair world "■-•< ; dimf r ' ] ''■"■ "' ! '•■-' ■■■'■■.■'■ ■ "Aiid she sighed, 'What has life left, yet ; <iovmo, : ' ■ \ : . .'. ■ .Whosejioy is .blighted, whose trust is fled, Whoa© hope, like the rose, its leaves has H shed?'- "■ ■'-:"'■: - •VI '" , QhV the sad singing out of |ha seajl^ ;— r "^llrg^t^e^heard, as under the%l§jl}— piQjs^eet singing out of the sea R— , ' Ifemoonut ripples soft music made*' : vAiacJ it fang, MThe; wpild' with its smiles Ch&bgeiif6t r aye with the changing years: Come mourner, if or *&t v arid peace to me-' Sake lesson X.give through time and Db^hy'dutyi nor recK of aught beside ;* Bitiging but of the sea j ■r.i i!-i;-; V <>v t iL, AH fa Tear Hound.