THE SONG OF THE WIND.

Waikato Times, Volume X, Issue 557, 14 December 1875, Page 1 (Supplement)

THE SONG OF THE WIND.

Th« wild raaroh wind came over the hill,' 1 Thi« was th« song it sung to ja«, Standing anear the worn out mill Under the shade of the cbesnut treo. She has gone for aye ! Bhe will come no moi*' The loved one cometh not again i Where has ■he gone ? do ye ask ! to tha »hort' Where mortals never hare been! Ye have won her Oh clouds! our Isabol, i Ye sta/s! you have wen her wafted high j While we were aweepmg, and' can yo tell Is she happy there, in her home in the sky f Hr r life was full of sorrow her*, #ull of sorrow' and anguish we know, Wiping away the morning's tear, I Only to meet the evening 1 ! woo ! j And yet she was cheerful, she tofd me tber* As I rustled atween the poplar leavot That there was something for everj e*r«, bound up among the sheaves i Holding ,more peace than man believe* ' Thiit life was not dreary or cold to hsr Though it held its brimming measure of paia And when through the leaves she heard me ttir She oritd, ♦ Lorftd wind, thou art coma a#»in !' O primroses ! why are ye drooping your head* Bhe wished not, that you ahouid weep ! 1 O lilioi Jin your watery bail, You do not' sleep as she doth sleep ! 0 swallows ! flashing adovrn the stream 0 happy birds, she loved you well j .*ou are skimmering along in the old lifo dreaai While Qbd hai broken the spell ! O rushes ! the ice has held you long As the was held in tho ice of life But a spring hath looaen'd ye both, and strong And' glad y« have rieen up from tho strife ! Mortals ! do not wtep for her ! Lay heraheath the whispering grass And come in the aven, and breathe a prayer And gently tread as you pau But weep for her toot. Is it meet you should ,» weep When God doth hold her for evermore Across the deep. The infinite deep On the heavenlj shore ? Tho wind went on, cheerily on Bat where, oh where is the song it sung ? It is dead in time, from the earlh it hat floft* Yet it liveth where ill U young, And lingering dwells on an angel Vtongiu*. Cambr J S. E. 8,