PS ZQ(o B6F7 J8&& LIBRARY OF CONGRESS. IM6 N UNITED STATES OF AMERICA. ^ -.-^^ ggg y^^j tt&f .fe^»g%§ ^/»»^~»-^ ^ Ff^OM THE^ J radle to the Grave, v ^^r iqs. JL M. BURGESS. BROOKLYN, N. Y. 1880. gfl^e^-'— ^ ^ t^^Z^v-v-J- Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1880, by Mrs, A. M. BURGESS, with the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. ,A j^r 3 ® — *-*- . ■ ■ •- -■ -. " ' .*-. - -• < -'--- t; : ; — . ?! - w ' — : - j. To her Roya! Highness, THE PROCESS LOUISE, This Poem, (BY PERMISSION,) Is respectfully dedicated, By the AUTHORESS. se^ts 5 "^Jo g^(^y^> MJ g|§"- 9j ^_ ( ^^ ^^^ V _,^| D %^JMd cfe^.. J Two layed beneath a tree, 'Twas in the early spring, And merrily, in infant glee, Their happy voices ring, ,' r-, v-.^l = : / ;?.,. 1 Their Fathers' eots together stood, Fof neighbors kind were they, Who, smiling, toiled for their young brood, That now were seen at play. ^i 1 9 1 .., — .-^^ gp^ ^^llflfaf .^ja'-^'^^cfe.^ NWw — ^ A Sturdy boy, some four years old; Ji baby girl of two, — Who lightly tossed her gupIs of gold, As near, hep playmate drew, ^^i^7^p^^^^=^ K >^v-^S^K ^L-^m& He gave to her, a rosy shell, Lined with a silver white; Said, "this is for you, sweet baby, Bell," She Fan in wild delight, ^"""■M**^ ^ -f-*SlSl>Z£% ^'•^^ > In accents bold then spoke the boy, "Come Bell, give me your hand, And we will find a brighter toy, Of build houses in the sand.' 1 .3 5_ -e-^.'zf-VS'? V-.. A g In Infant beauty there they stand Beneath a willow tree, "There," cries the boy, "a ahip to land!' We shall ride on the sea, ^•— *a The stately ship passed proudly by; The children then grew sad. But fleet as ever childhood's sigh, Their voices soon were glad. T^^^'^P 7r= ^^^- As the sun in golden glory Dip'd in the waters breast. The little Birds of our story Turn t'wards theif humble nest, I ' j Turn o'er the leaf, 'tis summer time, Ten happy years have passed, And still the beams of childhood shine, That on their birth was oast, m ^ — gw-" •'■'-'•• ^^iWwJ ®<^ A Fuddy glow upon the eheek, Fire in the boy's dark eye, Would tell of hopes he does not speak, Yet deep within him lie, His earnest gaze turn'd t'wards the sea, Whose ceaseless waters flow To the land of the orange tree ; /h! would that I might go, 6 9 K -«~-^W2 £g3§« n Ig^Bp efe.- ^agl^X 2 ^^^- 1 Then, 1 would bring you strings of pearls, And birds of golden hue ; pi oft as the proud Flag unfuri's, So oft I'd think of you, g^-S* — •••<&Ao C.'BP.^J^ga ^ The little maid near woman gpown, Half hid 'neath hat of straw, While listening to the eaeer tone, His earnest face she saw, A tear fell on the dimpled eheek ? Though why, she cannot tell: But mumiup'd low, these words to speak, "Then who will eare fop Bell?" -s^^a^ ■.-~w^ g§g«. gj MS^S « llll^-^— ^^ And when you are a Sailor In some far distant land, You'll forget me, and Childhood's joy, As Houses in the sand, sssggh® 8 — • * i y a ^of||gpy> <%p-— v^^- K s -t-*^vz£%% ^fr»^-— *lj£ ylnd thus, how oft they plan together, The future as the past; Shall their's be all smiling weather? Of cloud's their life o'ereast? >*8^"-— ^><^ ^•-^-^^ f J Bui still old time is passing on, And lengthens into years, When on another smiling mom The stately ship appears, ! * 9 i) f^^-^^^mt ^^^^— ^^ p\A side by side upon the beach A maid and youth are seen, So firmly clasped the hand of each, As often they have been, _ ■ _5 @ j— «^V2^:g>5 ^M mmm^' hfrS^r-J—^Zjfc The in her robes of white, The sailor boy in blue, But tears bedim the eyes so bright, Fof he's bidding her adieu. §D4^'--^-^< W®— ^^^M .-giMS^4i... •^=#a^^-»-j- Their sad faces, sorrow telling, For very soon they part ; While with fond emotions swelling Is eaoh young trusting heart. .... J^„p^.^J^ei$r' ^sm—^^n ^^^ |j ^ 3g§^a«~v~» — ®^jfc "I go," he said, "away dear Bell, But you will always be The one on whom my thoughts will dwel Whether on land op sea," %1 ygv—-^ cimsmtep cfo..^s-.- • - : = - "How, farewell, the bell is ringing, Tis calling me to come ; But how soon you will be singing, To bid me welcome home." ) From the young heart, by feeling fraught, /\s side by side they stand, Comes whispered, " think of her you taught To build houses in the sand, -•►^OCL^M^^ 4J>" V K '^"Mv-ft^! •^■s=^in^~ r ~ i - Sails are set, the last link bFoken, He speaks his fond adieu ; Evening shadows hide the token /nd that loved face from view. H&aeS- &L. *&:■?=* ^ How often in the waning light Haih she not walked alone, Thinking upon the last good-night Of that well beloved tone, There eomes another summer bright; Returned to us onee more, . Ouf gallant ship, the Water Sprite, Is anchored by the shore, 9 ■ — ^^^^—^Mx^^^^j w 4 -c-^vya^-^ g^ %f'(^fsMJ 4^., And on tier snow white deck the youth, While to his lips is pressed. The ribbon bow, a pledge of truth She fastened on his breast, £f° cM||g>o5b aA^'— ^^s=^ ^>g— s-j^sz ^sgs % — ^ fimmd Mh- And now, beside hep on the shore, Sweet tears of joy doth start. He, smiling says, "we part no mope;" And folds hep to his heart. [g . — <=== m ^ ls ''^i!)CKg|M 33 f *^^.^i§l§i#lk ^ She looks on him with joy and pride, He whispers in her ear, "Bell, will you be a sailor's bride And leave these scenes so dear?" 6 s ••^^-^.^;^^4«7--'~-^c)- g|g^2^nr-J- ^ The soft eyes lifted to his face, She gives the little hand, You'll love the girl whose name you traced So often in the sand. 0JcJ\\^r" ^3. ■«~^^gg^«. — ,._^§- ; S, =^^-*-~ a — e2 -^ But their little dream is over, For onee again they part, How vainly he tries to smother The throbbing of his heart. &kSr ..^L }wM?&& 44- J And that sweet voice, so full of pain, May find relief in tears, To ask, when shall we meet again ? may not be for years. AiiMlSii ' -r-^vy^lg J She said, "when on the stormy deep, My thoughts will follow thee; But thou, per chance, may fall asleep Beneath the silver sea," r=3 ^-g^— 4 2 4 i He clasped her to his loving heart pi whispered, "where. we stand Shall be our children's children's part To build houses in the sand," T pe* pA now the ship has left the shore His kerchief on the breeze ; Father wilt thou my love restore ? She prays upon her knees. \ \ 6— «#>^ ^oQiiSj^5^)« I '1 Another year has passed away ; A little one is born, Another voice to hail the day Of the wanderer's return. ^"^JkSSKSI? i j Yet the loved one eomes not hither; » /\nd hope's bright star grows dim, While the blossoms seem to wither, So kindly oared for him, -^^^s^'^l^ :=£ m ^&»c ] But soon, upon a stormy night, While loud the thunders roar, Sad news had eome, the Water Sprite wrecked upon the shore. Is — ^#~— , ^f^*g& e t^ , -^-« aE ^ ^V Jim lofgggpgcyc Oh! God," she cries, in anguished tone, " Help Thou this dark despair, And soothe the spirit, sad and lone ; Wilt Thou not hear my prayer ? " r 48 -r~^wz^^^i T -^^L%'^f^r- 4C» ^SPM^- pi now, beside the stormy deep The loving wife doth stand ; With eager eyes a vigil keep, For the pilot-boat to land. ... _ :i ^S © .—^vj^g;? %%« ^£ I^SM JC._* gjSgtf a**^-. — ea^ i The little bark, though tempest tossed, Yet bravely rides the wave, From out the ruin and the lost, These precious lives to save, <^—-m^r"-^ "# ^sa_ < -^ /z ^^ge e Ik j^^ ^.^g^ ^ Again, she sees the lightning As howling winds go by, And drowning voices midst the crash. Save, save me of 1 die. ) Tears, coursing down the pallid 'cheek, The broken heart o'erwhelm ; When, angel voices near her speak ; 'Tis God who guides the helm, L— ^=3§=-;r— Mt^J^Jflbofc 53 A %*■ O . r-i^virz^pr^ ^■----k. >^^^VlOr-J- ^ And He will steer the bark aright ; 'Tis under His command, A mighty wave, a flash of light, The boat is on the sand, s 8 — «^J E^F^-^^- £- 9s «— <^viri£& J Forth, quick there comes a well-known form, These faithful hearts may rest. "Saved, saved," she cries, "from out the storm," And faints upon his breast. 5, — '^^^^^Wr^M^vW 7 ^^- ^@§§ v^.^ ^te «&..- ] Long -years have oome and gone since then ; And now beneath the tree They're seated, where they oft have been, With children at their knee, ,j£imm}L.. i ] With love they guide their infant years ; This bright and. merry band ; And teach them, as they dry their tears, To build houses in the sand, si imse* R i When storms arise upon the deep, They bend the knee in prayer ; And hand in hand a love watoh keep, To thank Him fop His oare, [s—JSE*^ -c~A-~irz£^L $p^~ ~ ':' sunny locks, as time goes on, Are turned to silver grey ; But the hearts, light as on the morn Of their sweet bridal day. ■f?> ^@Bv-.. ] /s ehildpen's children hover near, Around them on the shore, They tell them, with a smile and tear, Of those bright days of yore, **&-<■ -f. ^l^vW-—''^. But soon beneath the willow tree, In calm, summer weather, Rocked by the music of the sea, fall asleep together. F — ■ • ^Ao CH?o<^>l^)0J afcv! VWV i ii - - - tr- <¥& — •-■ j8>;. "*? y\s side by side they're laid to rest, Many a loving hand ill strew flowers, with kisses prest, Upon the silver sand, (5 s ••-&& oM^l^SZQ Ql3-