Poetry "TWO SINNERS."

Waikato Times, Volume XXVIII, Issue 2325, 4 June 1887, Page 1 (Supplement)

Poetry "TWO SINNERS."

Thore'wnsa man, it w.is said one time, Who went astray in his youthful prime. Can the braiti keep cool and the heart keep • quiet When the blood is a river that's running riot? And tho boys will bo boys, the old folks ■ say, ' And a man's the bettor who's had his day. Tho simierreformed, and the preacher told Of the prodigal son who camo back to the fold And the Christian people threw open the '. door.','..' With a warmer welcome than ever before. Wealth ,and honour were his to command And a sputleas woman gave, him her hand, And the world strewed their pathway with flowers a-blobm, Crying, " : God bless lady, and God bless grootn?". There was a maiden went astray, In thegoldon dawn of life's young day. Shff Had more passion and heart than head, And nhe followed blindly where fond love led, ■■ ■ : . And love unchecked is a dangerous puide, To- wander at will by a fair girl's side. ■■ The woman repented and turned from her sin, But rib door openeol to let her in ; The preacher prayed that she might bo forgiven, ~,'■. But told her to look for mercy in heaven. For this is ili'e law of the earth, we know, That the woman is scorned, while the man ; may .go. ' A brave jiian wedded her, after all, But the world said, frowning,, " We shall not call." . ,'■ ;■•• —Ella Wheeler Wilcox. :■■.■ OUT OF THE MIST. The dawn at last. I lift; my weary eyes To the green hills for strength; but cold and sullen skies Have wrapped around the world a veil of mist, ■- And through its folds I feel a touch of tears; Does she remember all her barren years As Fremember mine ? Hark! a bird. I list ■■ ;■ ■ ■ ■ ■_ ■ ; Its ringing note, and, while it swells and dies, : ■ i The Earth her veil withdraws. Faroer : the plain ■ -■ The royal sun sends many a beam of gold, Which nodding poppies catch, and clasp, and hold, While leaves and sea-waves dance in glad refrain. " God," hear and help ! Let my soul's mist arise." Arid towards tho hills I lift appealing •hands. Lo! on their summit still the dark cross "'stands, But bacikof it the glow of morning lies. GOOD NIGHT. ! My dear, my own, so many leagues Between-us .lie, my heart fatigues In reaching toward you with its love. The .-night.isstill, and high above The: moon rides on in silent state, And'shcnys the hour is growing late. I lean far out into her light Andi softly ,\vh is per "Love, good night." I do not know where you may be. There's only love 'twist yon and mo To-hold us-by its silken chain Until our linnd-s shall touch again, Until oar hand.-? and lips shall meet In-socie dear hour when all the sweet Of life and love we'll claim as ours, And earth be filled with Summer flowers. And' always, ba it months or years, Until" this cloud of parting clears . And we may venture hand in hand Across the mystic border land Where hope has scattered fragrant blooms Before sleep comes with visions bright I'll softly whisper ''Love, good night."