THE CHILD OF EARTH. 1. FAINTER her slow step falls from day to day, Make the warm air such luxury to breathe 11. The spring hath ripen'd into summer-time, III. Summer is gone, and autumn's soberer hues Shout the halloo, and winds his eager horn. Slant through the fading trees with ruddy gleam! Cooler the breezes play around my brow; I am content to die-but, oh! not now!" IV. The bleak wind whistles, snow-showers, far and near, V. The spring is come again—the joyful spring! The wild bird dips upon its wanton wing: The child of earth is number'd with the dead! "Thee never more the sunshine shall awake, Death's silent shadow veils thy darkened brow: 19 THE CHRISTENING. [Of my Brother's infant Son, February 21, 1839.] I. THERE is a sound of laughter light and gay, The grouping of glad friends each other meeting: II. Helpless thou liest, young blossom of our love! The sunshine of fond smiles around thee beaming, Blessings called down on thee from Heaven above, And every heart about thy future dreaming :-Meek peace and utter innocence are now The sole expression of thy baby brow. III. Helpless thou liest, thy little waxen face IV. And still thy youthful mother bendeth down Her heart as innocently free from sadness: V. And sometimes as we gaze a sigh is heard, (Though from the happy group all grief seems banish'd,) As thou recallest, little nestling bird, Some long familiar face whose light hath vanish'd; Some name, which yet hath power our hearts to thrillSome smile whose buried beauty haunts us still! VI. Ah! most to Her, the early widowed, come Thoughts of the blossoms that from earth have perished; Lost to her lone and solitary home, Though in her brooding memory fondly cherished:-Her little grandson's baby-smiles recall Not one regretted hope of youth, but all! VII. Her Son's son lies upon her cradling knee, And bids her heart return, with mournful dreaming, To her own first-born's helpless infancy, When hope---youth's guiding star--was brightly beaming; And he, who died too soon, stood by and smiled, And bless'd alike the mother and her child. |