THE CONSOLER.

Marlborough Express, Volume XLV, Issue 139, 17 June 1911, Page 6

THE CONSOLER.

Time comes to gvicf as sleep to weari-

ness-— ' | On silent sandals qnd with shadowy hair / -' •. , Sleep bends t to soothe the fretful daytime care, ' And Time unto my grief shall do no lesa. , " - ■ ' . ' But yet a little and hie hands shall press ■ Above the weeping 'eyes and clowo _^ them there, , < •Above' the trembling lips, till t,ll despair Li,e liko a sleeping child in his caress. And whon my sorrow vakes it will not be . . My sorrow" ailyf more,:-'for-'l' sbaii smile, ■,-',- Beholding it, to know it comforted; No sorrow, biit a gracious momory That still iflp.y walk,v,dth me a little At twilight, or- when April bougns a/re spread —From the Earth Cry and. other Poems, by Thoodosia Garrison.