HEART'S-EASE.

Marlborough Express, Volume XXVII, Issue 4, 6 January 1891, Page 4

HEARTS-EASE.

!Pliere is a flower I sought for years, Hearts-ease and rest from care, For my heart \r&s crushed by paia and tears, And the world was lone and bare. Par from the madding crowd I went, I sought tho flower alone, But still my heart with woe was bent, And still my soul made moan. I sought the fight, I longed to die, I charged mid shot and shell, Death like a white mist passed me by, Where others dying fell. I sailed upon the lonely sea, I trod a foreign shore, But the ghost of sorrow followed ma For ever, ever more. .. ■ ..-.-• One day I met a little child, Sweet as a bud of May, She bore a wreath of flowerets wild. I followed m her way. She came unto a dim green p l Knelt by a grave m prp- aCe Then passed, with t<" *'* ' And left the * her face, O, not i 1 * -jwerets there. ~ _i vain ! O, not m vain, quest by sea and shore, Best, rest, thou troubled ghost of pain, Vex thou my soul no more ! I knelt upon the blessed sod, I wept an earnest prayer, I found the flower, the peace of God, Hearts-ease and rest from care. — Bx Fbedebick E. Weaheehly. --'*" "Have you m your album any original poetry?" asked one lady of another. " No," was the reply, " but some of my friends have favotned me with original spelling." " Digby, will you take some of this butter ?" ** Thank you, ma'am, I belong to the temperance society— can't take anything strong," replied Digby.