THE SUN AND THE DEWDROP.

Waikato Times, Volume XXX, Issue 2420, 14 January 1888, Page 1 (Supplement)

THE SUN AND THE DEWDROP.

Serene was the night, and the moon, in her beauty, Sailed on thro' the depths of star-studded sky; Not a sound save the plantive sigh of the zephyr. What seemed to my ear like some soft lullaby. But in vain did kind nature lure me to slumber, Tho' silken my coverlet, downy my bed ; Sleep, tho' I sought her, yet came not to soothe mc, Or still tho wild throbbing* of heart or of head. I arose from my couch of unrest and of sorrow ; Beauteous tho morning, surpassingly fair; But tlio' nature was smiling, my heart was still heavy, Im>r sad was the ruin which grief had wrought there. A dew-drop, which shone on the beams of tho morning, Attracted my gaze with its clear, brilliant ray, As tho bright sun, with still purer lustre, endow'd it, A;; he rose from the east in his luminous way. But nnon. ere the sun had attained his meridian, That dew-drop so lovely had vanished away And soared to the god which in morning arrayed it In all its brightbeauty, absorbed in his ray. The dew-drop, so fleeting, so pure and attractive, Both often remind ine. my darling, of thee. Bright was thy life's morning, and pure as the dew-drop, But far too fleeting, too transient for me. But precious the lesson the sun and the dewdrop Have in sympathy given, my grief to control, Which sheds, ever constant, by its blessing teaching Bright, comforting rays o'er the night of my soul. That (iod who did'st shed on my child, in life's morning, Those bright tints which charm the mind and the senseToo fair for this cold, blighting, bleak world he thought her, And bore the sweet flow'ret to bright climes hence. I laid her to rest underneath the green willow, And noughtcould my grief-stricken spirit console; But now feel assured it was love that removed her, Ere the stains of mature life sullied her soul. INIGO Tyuki.T,.