LADIES’ EXPRESS.

Poverty Bay Standard, Volume III, Issue 241, 23 January 1875, Page 2

LADIES’ EXPRESS.

[The Editor will be glad to give insertion to any local contribul ions from his lady frienas that may be considered interesting in the family circle, or to the sex generally.'] o I MOURN THEE IN SILENCE. I mourn thee in silence ; no eye sees me weep, ' In my bosom enshrin’d I thy memory keep, Like pearls that lie hidden where deepest waves roll, Thy virtues lie treasur’d, deep, deep, in my soul. Life’s path may be darken’d ; the world frown on me, But naught e’er can weaken my fond love for thee ; The chair is now vacant, thy place none can fdl, Yet thy form, in its beauty, seems haunting me still. When night holds dominion, and stars gem the sky, My soul’s best affections, to thee, dear one, Uy; My heart feels less lonely, less keen are my woes, A calm o’er my spirit the solitude throws. I muse till I fancy again thou art near, That thy voice’s soft music again greets mine car; But the chair is stilb vacant—thy place none can fill. Yet thy form, iu its beauty, seems haunting me still.