Victor Roy; A Masonic Poem Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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DEDICATED BY PERMISSION TO DANIEL SPRY ESQA
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GRAND MASTER OF THE GRAND LODGE A F A M OF CANADAB
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PREFACEC
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An anecdote appeared some time ago in the pages of The Craftsman which gave rise to the ideas embodied in Victor Roy It is not a story of profound depth Its aim is not to soar to Alpine heights of imagination or to excavate undiscovered treasures from the mines of thought It is a very simple story told in very simple words of such lives as are around us in our midst It tells of sorrows that are daily being borne by suffering humanity and of the faith that gives strength to that suffering humanity to endure seeing Him who is invisible All lives may not see their earth day close in sunshine but somewhere the sun is shining and all true cross bearers shall some day become true crown wearers The following pages have some references to that Ancient Order which comes down the centuries bearing upon its structure the marks of that Grand Master Builder who gave to the visible universe the sun to rule the day the moon and stars to govern the night an Order which like these wondrous orbs is grand in its mysterious symbolism calm in its unvarying circles universal in its beneficenceD
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We are told of a poor weary traveller who had plucked a flower The shadows of a grand cathedral lay before him He entered its architecture charmed him its calmness refreshed him Approaching a shrine he laid his flower upon it saying It is all I can give it too is God's work although gathered by a feeble dying hand A priest standing near looked upon the flower and said God bless you my brother heaven is nearer to me So if by the perusal of Victor Roy one ear hears more distinctly the Apostolic declaration Pure religion is to visit the fatherless and widows in their affliction or if one poor sinking spirit is strengthened as Longfellow says to touch God's right hand in the darkness the wishes of the Authoress will be fully accomplishedE
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HARRIETT ANNIEF
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Hamilton AugustG
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VICTOR ROYH
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Victor's SoliloquyF
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Heavily rolleth the wintry cloudsI
And the ceaseless snow is falling fallingA
As the frost king's troops in their icy shroudsI
Whistle and howl like lost spirits callingA
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But a warm luxuriantly furnished roomJ
Is an antidote to the wild night stormK
Lamplight and firelight banish the gloomJ
No poverty stalks there with cold gaunt formK
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Yet there seems a shadow yes even thereL
Where all is so peacefully grand and stillM
No fair young face with its shining hairL
No voice of love with its musical thrillM
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One reigneth alone in that mansion grandN
And his day of life has long past its noonO
The wanderer of many a foreign landN
Rests calmly waiting Heaven's final boonO
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There are lines on his brow of grief and careL
Writ with a quill from Time's feathered wingA
There are silver threads in the chesnut hairL
The blossoms white of a fair dawning springA
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Yet Victor Roy has a kindly wordP
And a kindly smile for all he meetsQ
No cry of distress is by him unheardP
While many a blessing his pathway greetsQ
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Yes that's right Jasper draw the curtains closeR
And make the fire burn brightS
God help the poor and suffering onesT
Within this city to nightS
Did your wife send food to that sick girl in the market lane to dayU
Did you carry coals to the man whose limbs were crushed by the loaded drayU
Well that's all right what is it you say you wish that I did but knowV
The comfort I give to hearts that are weak or erring or lowV
Have you turned lecturer Jasper no but it makes you sadW
To see me lonely and quiet when I'm making others gladW
But Jasper remember that you and I hold certain things in trustG
We must gain some interest on our gold not let it lie and rustG
I am but a steward for the King till the time of his returnX
There that will do supper at ten how bright those fresh coals burnX
Poor Jasper he thinks me moping and sad well well I only knowV
I do not wish that he or aught should ever consider me soV
It would seem like base ingratitude to the Ruler of my wayU
Who showers His blessings about and around me every dayU
But oh Great Architect whose hand has carved my destinyF
There was a time when in my pride I owned not Thine nor TheeF
Unheeding the Holy Light Divine to man's dark pathway sentY
Unheeding the Bible blessed chart to storm tossed sailors sentY
With a film in my eyes I would not see the ladder based on earthZ
Yet reaching to the cloud crowned height where the true Light has birthZ
The beautiful angels passing up with all our prayers to GodA2
Our tears and moans our fading flowers all stained with mire and sodA2
And coming down ah many a time I have blessed the Lord aboveB2
For His pure descending angels bringing Faith and Hope and LoveB2
There was a time when all this wealth of glory was lost on meF
And I was like a rudderless ship far out on the rocking seaF
I had a friend oh that blessed word we had been parted for yearsC2
And I wandered one day to find him my heart had no cloudy fearsC2
That day stands out in bold relief upon Memory's wreck strewn shoreD2
Like a beacon light in the lighthouse undimned by the rush and roarD2
'Twas a day in the early June the clover was red in the fieldE2
And the zephyrs garnered the kisses the gentle violets yieldE2
Birds sang and the sunshine flickered out and about through the cloudF2
What had a day like that to do with a pall a coffin a shroudF2
I stood in a flower decked churchyard and on the procession cameG2
Why did I ask to be answered back that his was the sleeper's nameG2
Nearer now to the dark brown earth the band of his brothers turnedH2
And on snowy aprons and collars of blue the merry sunbeams burnedH2
I like a suddenly petrified stone stood mid the crowd that dayU
And with ears which seemed to be leaden I listened and heard one sayU
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Brother we have met beforeD2
Where the Tyler guards the doorD2
We have given the well known signI2
That has blent our souls with thineI2
Now this eve thou giv'st no wordP
Back to our souls deep stiredP
For the Angel Tylers waitP
At thy Lodge Room's mystic gateP
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Brother thou art taking restP
We must still the wild storm breastP
We must build through mist and nightP
Thou hast seen the quenchless LightP
While we hew the shapeless stoneJ2
Thou hast bowed before the ThroneJ2
While we tread the chequered floorD2
Thou hast pass'd the golden doorD2
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Oh Companion were we thereL
Ended every pleading prayerL
Ended all the work and toilK2
Gathered all the fruit and spoilK2
Finished all the war of sinL2
By the Warden's hand shut inL2
Brother once again with theeF
What would our first greeting beF
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Loved Companions we have givenM2
To the guardianship of HeavenM2
Our Brother's precious dustP
And in memory of the justP
Be it ours still to guardP
All he loved with watch and wardP
Till like him we reach a shoreD2
Where these sorrows come no moreD2
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All he loved I knew as I stood there he loved not one of that bandP
As we had loved in our boyhood days heart to heart and hand to handP
They called us David and Jonathan for our hearts were knit as oneM2
And now I saw him left alone in the shades of of the dying sunM2
Was it his spirit beside me stood for do not their spirits comeN2
Relieved from all burden of earthly dross and win us up to their homeO2
Was it his spirit urged me on to seek for the Orient LightP
It seemed that I should be nearer him if one in that mystic riteP
Never a Syrian ready to perish needed more timely aidP
Never a pilgrim knocked at the door and found more restful shadeP
Aye time has carried me on some way since the hour I saw the lightP
And morning has gone noontide has gone now soon must draw on the nightP
I heard the young lads in the office talking about me to dayP
I did not mean to play the part of eaves dropper in their wayP
They were wondering who in the name of fate I would find for my heirL
Wondering why I never was married there are some so proud and fairL
They knew I could have for the asking and so they went on with their funM2
Till the Senior Partner gave a cough and then all their mirth was doneM2
But I asked from Heaven though I know the way is mingled flower and thornP2
That not one from partner to porter may bear all I have borneP2
So Jasper thinks I am sad how the wintry winds whistle to nightP
Heaven grant no poor woman or children are out in this sleety blightP
I cannot read this eve what ails me Chronicle Tribune and TimesQ2
Lie looking coaxingly at me I heed not their prose or rhymesQ2
Is it thinking so much of Arthur brings Aimee before me hereR2
Aimee my idol my darling my pet who always spoke words of cheerS2
Did I say what brings her near me to night she is with me every dayP
God help me for Aimee's another man's wife three thousand miles awayP
Oh how we loved there's no use in talking all do not love the sameG2
To some 'tis the bread and breath of life to some it is only a nameG2
We were going to be married the coming spring we had planned our nestP
Down in the fairest of fairy dells in sight of the blue sea's breastP
When Uncle Roy who had sailed to India many long years beforeD2
Gone from the towers of Edinburgh and made piles of golden storeD2
Sent for me all in a hurry and ere long he died on my breastP
And far from the land of the heather we laid him gently to restP
And then came the fever to me sick and weak at the point of deathT2
Raving for Aimee they told me 'twas Aimee at every breathT2
Weeks passed and I woke again one day to breath as it were new airL
The crisis over now health life love and myself a millionaireL
But Victor Ellis came back no more I was changed into Victor RoyH
Yes a king with a crown of gold but the gold was a broken toyH
For a letter lay by me from England a strange hand writing to meF
Telling me Aimee my star of hope was lost in the treacherous seaF
A party went boating one eve and the pleasure boat struck the barU2
And before any help could be given Aimee had floated out farU2
Every available thing was done that landsman or sailor could tryV2
So fell the burning shower of words that met my bewildered eyeV2
Oh the night at noon I have wondered oft how much the heart will bearL
As strand after strand of the toughened cord strains with the weight and wearL
I felt I must fly weak as I was to where she was lying perhapsW2
'Twas a merciful Providence after all that I took a relapseW2
Oh the weary months that crawled slowly by at a tortoise creeping paceX2
I seeming to hear the dash of the waves that hid a beloved faceX2
Time passed and I learnt that the roaring sea was not the treacherous thingA
'Twas not the dumb wave but a living man that turned to Winter my SpringA
And Aimee had married another and sought the Australian shoreD2
She must have thought I was dead Heaven help me betwixt us ocean's roarD2
I have sometimes wondered if gold is ever aught but a curseY2
No that's wrong if honestly gained no harm in a well filled purseY2
But I often think of the little home standing there by the seaF
For far off merry England the home planned for Aimee and meF
Oh to have toiled for her from dawn till the dews of restful nightP
Her smile my guerdon her love my prize her heart so happy and brightP
Often I wonder if peace and love have sheltered her with their wingsZ2
Of wealth I suppose they have plenty and the comforts money bringsZ2
For Montrose was the heir to a large amount of money I knowV
And he certainly was not the kind of man to let his money goV
But there must be something warmer than gold to brighten Aimee's skyV2
And I hav'nt much faith in a man who could win such a prize by a lieV2
But Heaven is good that I found him not when my soul was passion rifeA3
'Twould only have brought her grief for my aim was a life for a lifeA3
Well a day come here Chronicle let us see if you have a wordP
To calm the current of burning thoughts that down to their depths are stirredP
I'll read the first thing I meet with murders fires or kingdoms rivenM2
Oh you are the first on the page Vera to her lover in HeavenM2
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My lover why is it this night of stormsB3
My thoughts are ever turning to theeF
You who are sheltered from all the blastP
Hear the murmuring sounds of the crystal seaF
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My lover do you remember the dayP
When last my hands were in yours entwinedP
And the air was faint with the summer flowersC3
While a roll of thunder came on the windP
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My lover who always spoke words of loveB2
The tone of thy voice is so clear but farU2
A bridge is between us I cannot crossD3
But God's will stands at each end of the barU2
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My lover did you with your mist cleared eyesE3
See me when I thought you were far awayP
Did you bring down Hope from your new found skiesE3
While my heart was breaking over your clayP
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My lover how long have the seasons beenL2
Since I tried to spell out the small word 'wait '-
And learnt to know that your love and lifeA3
Grow ever more strong as the years grow lateP
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My lover in dreams of the night you comeN2
Out of God's goodness sent from afarU2
He arches the barriers for the bestP
And Christ's love stands at each end of the barU2
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Some day that arch will widen its breadthF3
There'll be room for two you'll not come in vainG3
And over the darkness of weeping and deathT2
We'll be always together and happy againH3
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Why did I read these lines was it only to mock my woeV
For less would the burden be and the sin would be less I knowV
If I knew that my darling was safe and blest where the angels areU2
Why do I murmur for God's will stands at each end of the mystic barU2
Well why do I stay here gazing hopelessly into the fireI3
Watching the coals that glow and burn then fall away and expireJ3
It seems that out of their flashing light my lost love appears to riseE3
And another face that has haunted me all day with its wistful eyesE3
As we halted at church to day a face a young girl's face so sadP
Looked out among the crowd that gazed and her dark eyes made me gladP
What strange queer beings we are a look or a song or a flowerI3
A scent on the air a sound of the sea they come with such powerI3
That the long years vanish away and over death's murky tideP
Spiritual bodies fearlessly walk and stand with us side by sideP
Gone is all distance and time vanished far is the grave's eclipseK3
Again sweet voices are in our ears their breath upon our lipsK3
So with that poor strange child to day who has never heard Aimee's nameG2
Little she thought that her earnest eyes rekindled a smouldering flameG2
There was an old familiar look of the happy days once fledP
An old familiar look of one that I love as we love the deadP
Love her love Aimee do I love her less because since I kissed her lastP
Over my desolate heart the tides of twenty five years have passedP
I am longing to night to hear her hymn her sweet Abide with meF
As she sang it leaning upon my breast the night I put out to seaF
I know it was only she I loved and thought of that eventideP
But now I can fully endorse the draft O Lord with me abideP
And spite of the heavy clouds that hang o'er my life path near and farU2
I own with Vera that Christ's love stands at each end of the mystic barU2
And so much of the desert life has been travelled by night and dayP
That the shores of the summer land are not so very far awayP
And although I know there is one dark sea where black waves heave and tossD3
I know the Pilot who waits for me will carry me safely acrossD3
My path down to that water's edge is one avenue of pinesL3
But though I walk amid shadows dim o'erhead the bright sun shinesL3
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ROBERT'S DEATHT2
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Heavily rolleth the wintry cloudsI
And the ceaseless snow is falling fallingA
While the frost king's troops in their icy shroudsI
Whistle and howl like lost spirits callingA
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In a scantily furnished tenement roomJ
Through which the same frost troops are sighingA
Churlishly gloweth the charcoal flameG2
While a man lies there in penury dyingA
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Nothing new on this beautiful earthZ
Are hunger and nakedness cold and painG3
Over God's sinless creation of loveB2
The serpent glides with his poisonous trainG3
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Where is Aimee here I lie all alone in this wretched holeM3
I who was reared as a gentleman's son an aristocrat to the soulM3
Could drink more wine at my father's board than the best man out of a scoreD2
Rode with the hounds at ten years old and played high in a few years moreD2
A man can live without love but he can't get along without goldP
And a woman and child sadly hamper a fellow that's poor or oldP
How can a gentleman work and toil year after year like a slaveN3
For when you've worked your life away you're asked Why did not you saveN3
Not that I would reproach my wife I daresay she has done her bestP
But women can earn such a trifle and grow weak if they lose their restP
Not that Aimee has ever grumbled and I am not to be blamedP
If she choose to work and stitch away from morn till the sunset flamedP
And just the course of my crooked luck that if but one child we hadP
The boy must go and the girl must stay that boy was a likely ladP
Would have been nineteen if he'd lived might be earning a good sum nowO3
For Willie was something like me wide awake had a sensible browO3
But Ethel poor child her mother again lives in a world of her ownJ2
Sees faces in flowers hears voices in winds reads poems from chiselled stoneJ2
I certainly havn't had the best of luck I've tried in different landsP3
And as I said it's a drag to have others upon your handsP3
'Twas a most disappointing thing of course when that old aunt died at AyrQ3
And only one hundred pounds was left to Aimee her rightful heirL
Not that I married Aimee for wealth but I thought it just as sureR3
That grand estate to think of it all and I lying here so poorS3
Ah I want some brandy I must have something to make me feel more strongA
Brandy it is money and life and health what makes Aimee stay so longA
Oh here you are make up more fire I should think you're warm enoughT3
Walking about let me have that shawl to night will be wild and roughT3
I must have some more spirit to keep me up not that I heed the lieV2
The doctor told you this morning that before very long I must dieV2
I expect if I had some of the gold your old aunt used to keepU3
He would manage to raise me up all right you think I had better sleepU3
You think me ungrateful perhaps reach some brandy and then you'll seeF
How more than grateful I am what a pattern of patience I'll beF
No money no means the last thing's gone and Ethel and you in needP
Well you must have managed badly enough with only two mouths to feedP
For you can't count me as much the little support I takeA
A little stimulant now and then swallowed only for your sakeA
Aimee I must have some now nothing left what is that glittering thingA
Aimee you dear one dispose of that of what use is our wedding ringA
Don't be cross for the sake of the child you say why you angel dearS2
Who would ever doubt you so good so true you have nothing to fearS2
And then you're always trusting in God and surely he would approveV3
Of your selling your wedding ring for him that you've sworn to loveB2
I wish that wind would stop howling it says such queer things to meF
Wake up little Ethel and send her before it's too dark to seeF
If that old fraud of a pawnbroker gives her the change all rightP
Aimee send quickly I feel so strange oh I dread this coming nightP
I never murdered that man out there away on the western plainsW3
And yet there are spots of blood on the floor they can't wash out the stainsW3
What is it the lawyers call it Accessory to the factP
Ha ha old boy I was wide awake they could not catch me in the actP
So we put that poor young fool of a lad just out from the motherlandP
Made him just drunk enough to fight when we needed a helping handP
A helping hand with a bowie knife and a corpse to be stowed awayP
We were sober enough not to be on hand when called upon next dayP
Who's that Who are you Stop stop coming whispering into my earR2
There are other judges other law courts and I have cause to fearS2
How the ship struggles and reels all right is this the Australian shoreD2
No sandbars and reefs will they never stop those confounded breaker's roarD2
Aimee what is it Take that stuff I will if 'twill make me sleepU3
I cannot rest shall I never be quiet hark how the wild winds sweepU3
No Victor no you got the money and that was enough for youX3
Did you think I was fool enough man to let you have Aimee tooX3
Aimee come here and whisper to me what does the judgment meanY3
Judgment and conscience Look look there's Victor grinning behind the screenY3
Victor in heaven this many a year I tell you it is no such thingA
Aimee you were dead once were drowned did you hear the mermaids singA
I say you were drowned one night when the pleasure boat struck the barU2
And before any help could come you had floated out deep and farU2
Every available thing was done that sailor or landsman could tryV2
But you could not be found I guess not so of course you had to dieV2
Hav'nt I a remarkable memory these were the words I wroteP
Every available thing was done by sailor or landsman afloatP
So Victor knows all about it there there he is coming againH3
No no we are'nt here we're away on the southern Indian mainG3
Who calls me Who wants me I cannot go into that wild dark landP
Somebody help Is this death Don't touch me with that cold handP
Aimee don't leave me oh say have the officers found me at lastP
Tell me I think it's the medicine I took that makes me dream of the pastP
Oh will they believe me up there in the clear bright rays of the sunM2
That shows all the by gone years of a life the crimes a man has doneM2
Will nobody stop that horrid wind it creeps right into my heartP
It seems to mutter and groan and shriek Come it is time to departP
There's a broad dark sea before me help Aimee the waters are deepU3
I want a pilot I cannot steer I am sinking let me sleepU3
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Bloweth the storm more cheerlessly stillM
And the setting sun has a sickly hueX3
As if he foresaw the falling tearsZ3
As if all the sorrows of earth he knewX3
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Heavily stealeth an hour or twoX3
And mid the noise of the city's dinL2
No one noticed the tenement roomJ
As two passed out where but one went inL2
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For lieth a dead man behind the doorD2
Closed between him and the outer strifeA3
And a weeping woman and clinging girlA4
Look upon death and look out upon lifeA3
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Almost fainting with suffering and griefB4
Alone unknown in a stranger landP
Mother and daughter have knelt to prayP
As men pray wrecked on a rocky strandP
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Churlishly gloweth the charcoal flameG2
Mother and child with hearts almost brokeA
Clasped in each other's embrace of loveB2
Checking her sorrow sweet Ethel spokeA
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Mother my mother dearS2
Weep not so hopelessly though all is darkA
We have our loving Father yet in heavenM2
His eyes must be upon our shattered barkA
Our sails are torn and we are tempest drivenM2
Yet He can hearR2
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To whom has God sent aidP
To the lone widow's home the prophet cameG2
For a few frightened men the wild sea sleptP
For one poor servant flashed the glowing flameG2
Where angels in their martial glory steppedP
Out from the shadeP
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Not for proud Miriam's kingA
Rolled back the billows of the deep Red seaF
For helpless women children unarmed menH3
The 'Fourth Man' walked to shield the flame girt threeF
For one St Michael paced the lion's denH3
God's help to bringA
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Mother is He not nearS2
Who had not where to rest His tired headP
Who in the dreary wilderness aloneJ2
Hungry and faint had none to give Him breadP
Listening t' the damp wind's low and sullen moanJ2
O'er nature's bierR2
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My child my comforter in this dark hour of loveB2
Thy faith and trust in God is like the pole star's glowV
To some benighted sailor yes e'en now a thoughtP
Has come to me like light from dawning sunbeam broughtP
My father Ethel was a Mason ere he diedP
He called me to him and kneeling at his sideP
Gave me a jewel charged me with his dying breathT2
Never to give it up except for life or deathT2
For when at last he died we were almost aloneJ2
And stranger's ears were those which heard his dying moanJ2
The hands of strangers robed him for the graveN3
The feet of strangers laid him where the cedars waveN3
Weary he had left England for the balmy breathT2
Of summer climes he found fierce pain and deathT2
I was his joy his all on earth for the dark hourI3
That gave me breath took home his purest flowerI3
And I have never known what means that place of restP
The sweeetest home on earth a living mother's breastP
All the night long in which my father diedP
He kept me close beside him oft he vainly triedP
To tell me about something ever and anonJ2
He'd speak about his brothers I knew he had noneJ2
Then in faint accents he would say 'When I am coldP
Tell them I left a lamb outside the fold '-
'Tell whom ' I cried 'My brothers ' Then he'd fall asleepU3
And I supposed him wandering and would weepU3
A year or so before we spent a happy timeC4
On bonnie Scotland's hills of heather and wild thymeC4
And oft we watched the shepherd tending flocks of sheepU3
In the soft grassy vales or up the mountain steepU3
And sweet were the life lessons that I often tookA
From that unsullied page of nature's open bookA
There came to me through that fair hallowed summer sceneJ2
Bright glowing visions of the fadeless pastures greenJ2
And clearer views of One I trust my soul will keepU3
That sinless Holy Shepherd of the helpless sheepU3
And so I thought when father moaned amid his painJ2
'I leave an orphan lamb ' he had gone back againJ2
Through the fierce fevers annihilating flightP
To valley of the blue bell or the heath crowned heightP
But suddenly there came one quick and conscious gleamD4
Of light with its belongings that transforming beamD4
Lit up the past a moment then its God sent lightP
Flashed up the path he travelled No more tears no nightP
Was there for him he said only love is shining dayP
And calling on his young wife's name he passed awayP
Ethel I've been so hungry often and so chillM
And what is ten times worse have seen you faint and illM
And never yet have I foresworn my pledge but nowJ2
Our duty to the dead must plead my broken vowJ2
Ethel if my loved Father is with us to nightP
Will he not stamp forgiveness on this dead as rightP
Perhaps in the morning light this howling storm will stayP
Its fury and God please to open up our wayP
So we can lay our dead in quiet rest at lastP
Then we my child go forth and dare the world's cold blastP
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Mother oh let me tellE4
Something I saw to day I went for breadP
But when I came to pass the church my wayP
Was stopped by a procession a neighbor saidP
It was St John's loved Festival a dayP
Masons keep wellE4
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And while we were delayedP
She spoke of one who had kind words for allF4
She said his name was Roy told me his homeO2
He could'nt have heard her yet he looked at meF
So strangely yet so kindly that my thoughts will roamO2
To him for aidP
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Yes mother yes to nightP
Trust me with that Masonic jewel IV2
Will keep it safe perhaps this very manJ2
May know of some one who would like to buyV2
At least he'll let me know its worth I canJ2
But do the rightP
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Mother deny me notP
I'll go as Esther went unto the kingA
God will protect me if the night is wildP
Perhaps some bright ray of sunshine I may bringA
Pray that good angels may surround your childP
And guard her lotP
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Ethel's MissionJ2
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Out in the blinding and pitiless sleetP
The young girl goes on her errand blestP
She starts at each sound on the lonely streetP
As she longs for but dares not dream of restP
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She knows not the worth of the gem she holdsG4
Close to her breast in her thinly clad handsP3
A martyr's courage her soul enfoldsP3
And a guardian angel near her standsP3
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She shudders oft as she passes byV2
Some staggering form whose ribald curseP3
Seems 'mid the storms of that stormy skyV2
To make the loneliness ten times worseP3
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Now on the icy pavement she standsP3
Now is plunged deep in a drift of snowJ2
Now she is rubbing her freezing handsP3
Scarcely knowing which way she must goJ2
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She thinks of the past the long dark pastP
And blights that follow a drunkard's childP
And the tears she strive's to check fall fastP
And turn to ice in that night so wildP
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For we all know how in the darkest shadeP
Dreams of the sunniest light will comeN2
To one in a foreign hospital laidP
No words so dear as My home sweet homeO2
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And Ethel sees visions of sunny bowersP3
Where once she played with the ring doves mildP
'Mid the piercing blast she can scent the flowersP3
She plucked with joy when a little childP
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Then she starts in fear and a nameless dreadP
As she thinks of her mother o'er and o'erI3
Keeping lone watch with one lying deadP
In that fearful stillness behind the doorD2
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And raising her trembling heart to HeavenJ2
She asks of Him who careth for birdsP3
That help and strength may to her be givenJ2
And not in air die her earnest wordsP3
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She reaches the end of the lonely gloomJ
She scarcely knows if in fear or joyH
She passes on to a snug warm roomJ
And stands in the presence of Victor RoyH
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With tremulous efforts the timid girlA4
Strives to utter her story of griefB4
all things grow of a dizzy whirlA4
As she shivering stands like an aspen leafB4
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He looks at the eyes so earnest and sadP
He hears the voice that is sweet and mildP
He sees a figure scantily cladP
And only mutters Why that is the childP
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He looks at the snowflakes melting fastP
From the faded hood and the mantle foldP
While his thoughts go dreamily into the pastP
And now he is young and now he is oldP
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He has taken the jewel in his handP
He knows the mark which that Key stone bearsP3
Upon any sea upon any landP
The sign of a brother that jewel wearsP3
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He looks at the Key stone with eyes whose rayP
Grows dreamy like a somnambulistP
and Ethel murmurs I saw you to dayP
At the church of St John the EvangelistP
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Have I done any wrong in coming hereR2
'Twas only this evening my father diedP
And mother is lonely and full of fearS2
We have no friend in this world so wideP
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And hearing the mournful voice againJ2
Seemed the unexplained spell to breakA
And in tones which were partly born of painJ2
And partly of hopefulness Victor spakeA
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Come nearer the fire little girl and tell me why here you cameG2
Why did you bring this jewel to me How did you learn my nameG2
Your father is dead this was not his your name is Ethel AdairL
Adair Adair it seems like a dream I have heard that name but whereL
There rest yourself child it's cold to night you can tell me by and byV2
Where you are from and where you live what do you say will I buyV2
Do not fear little girl I am your friend you cannot speak the wordP
Of thanks you wish to say never mind for there's One above has heardP
Were you born in America No in Spain by the Darro's waters brightP
Your parents went there from western skies 'neath the Rocky mountain's heightP
Where do you live What there in that wretched barn of a placeP3
A man who can rent such dens should meet the contempt of his raceP3
What have you had to eat to day Why how have you lived it outP
Your mother and you did sewing oh yes at starvation prices no doubtP
Him I know the man you have worked for then he keeps his carriage and pairL
Gives largely to missionary funds and is long and loud in grayerI3
Never mind the same All Seeing Eye watches them come and goJ2
That noted the whited sepulchre two thousand years agoJ2
There take that coffee and cake and when you are rested I'll comeN2
And see what has to be done in your lonely desolate homeO2
And Jasper you'll come along to take care of us both and please bringA
Something to eat a basket yes filled with every good thingA
There don't be long Jasper time flies yes I know it is growing lateP
And Una and her lion have not so very long to waitP
You used to read of Una and wonder what made the lion stayP
Lions are useful Ethel sometimes to keep the jackals awayP
Why child are you ready so soon Will you be my little guideP
Oh I cannot tell you the worth of this do you know where your grandpa diedP
You would rather I bought it all right who is at home only your mother dearS2
A brother's daughter and orphan child must not perish while I am nearS2
You knew that God would help you have you learnt to trust and love Him tooP
There's another link between us then ever old and ever newP
You're afraid the storm will hurt me you are used to the frosty airL
We'll brave it together for once so come little Ethel AdairL
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Aimee's SoliloquyF
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And has she gone that fair frail gentle flowerI3
Out in this scene of winter's frost forged powerI3
Oh heaven have I been selfish in my woeJ2
Sweet angels guard her through the blinding snowJ2
Ethel my child my comforter my stayP
It seems a long dream since the summer dayP
When first she came to me in that far landP
Where the bright Darro laves the gleaming sandP
'Neath the blue skies of Spain her baby feetP
First walked amid the southern bowers sweetP
With breath of jasemine and the green vines twinedP
Their gentle arms clasping the golden rindP
Of ripened oranges and the rose hung bowersP3
Glowed with the glory of a thousand flowersP3
And oft at night up the dark waters cameG2
The splash of oars beneath the stars white flameG2
Sounded the solemn chant of sailors nighV2
Ave Maria save us hear our cryV2
But to my babe and I there came no hymnJ2
No hallowing words amid the olives dimJ2
Only the same dark blight on every sceneJ2
The leper's mournful cry Unclean uncleanJ2
For then 'twas whispered that dark deeds of shameG2
Wreathed with a viper's slime our household nameG2
I know not all the truth but I am sureR3
The path of sin is downward and the poorS3
Weak soul that yields is bound by fetters tightP
'Till comes the end as it has come to nightP
And he lies there oh in this bitter cupH4
Which Thou my Father bids't me drink upH4
I bless thy strong calm power which through the yearsP3
The long dark downward time of change and tearsP3
Hast kept before my dimmed and fading sightP
One word which warned with an undying lightP
When love had proved an ignis fatuus gleamD4
Duty stood forward with a godlike beamD4
And brought before the fainting sickened heartP
The words God listened to till death us partP
Two short words Love and Duty when togetherI3
How bearable the rains of stormy weatherI3
But when they unclasp hands e'en then the dewP
Grows into ice points piercing through and throughP
Till death us part and am I really freeF
Is the chain severed for eternityF
Look back my conscience for the hours go fastP
Through the dim corridors of the far pastP
Oh memory from what point will thou startP
Back to the time when Victor won my heartP
He was my idol bright star of my lifeA3
Our home was planned I was to be his wifeA3
When off to India he sailed far awayP
Expecting to return an early dayP
Ah that last night when he put out to seaF
When by his side I sang Abide with meF
Ah mournful days yet hopes bright fires would burnJ2
Giving warm promise of his quick returnJ2
Oft would I stand beside the untiring seasP3
And send him words of love and trust like theseP3
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Evening's gloom is round me nowJ2
Evening's breeze is whispering lowJ2
Gentle murmuring voices wakeA
From the ripples of the lakeA
Maker of the land and seaF
Hear my humble evening pleaF
Father hear me as I prayP
One I love is far awayP
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Guide the bark that bears him onJ2
Up the mountain's towering heightP
And the misty damps of nightP
In the city's moving throngA
With the wood dove's sweetest songA
By the lonely river's margeI4
O'er him give Thy angels chargeI4
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In his hours of gladsome mirthZ
Round some warm and welcome hearthJ4
In the halls of keen debateP
And the pomp and pride of stateP
Cheer his spirit with love's beamsP3
Lighten up his midnight dreamsP3
In his wanderings free and wildP
Father keep him as Thy childP
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From the pestilential blightP
From the sun beams scorching lightP
From temptation's mighty powerI3
In some lone unguarded hourI3
From the dangers that we knowJ2
From the dark undreamt of foeJ2
From the death splash of the waveN3
Father hear and help and saveN3
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Then came the tidings brought by Robert's handP
Victor lay buried in a far off landP
Died wafting my name up to Heaven in prayerL
Leaving his promised bride to Robert's careL
Oft it has puzzled me until my brainJ2
Has racked itself from thinking into painJ2
Why Victor left me thus for in the pastP
He surely loved not Robert perhaps at lastP
He saw things differently and thought it bestP
And had his wishes writ e're he could restP
But oh the agony of those past hoursP3
It seems on looking back that all my flowersP3
Looked mournfully at me and drooped their headsP3
And lay like dying children in their bedsP3
And the bright birds in the vine covered wallF4
Sang the sad chords of The Dead March in SaulF4
And I was living but all else were deadP
The sunbeam shimmered sickly o'er my headP
As when a ray peers in a darkened roomJ
Where one beneath a pall awaits his tombJ
Robert was ever near when Victor diedP
And soon he sought to win me for his brideP
He told me how he'd loved me many yearsP3
Loved him I loved kindly he dried my tearsP3
Pictured my desolate and lonely lotP
Urged me to go with him to some new spotP
Where all the past should be but as a dreamD4
And our lives glide gently down life's streamD4
I told him that my heart was far awayP
Beneath the palm where Victor's body layP
That nightly in my dreams I heard the splashK4
Upon the shores where Ganges' waters dashK4
I told him all my hope now was to standP
Amid the quiet of God's summerlandP
Beneath another palm tree's shade to beF
And list the murmurs of the crystal seaF
But Robert loved me I became his wifeA3
Could I forsee the sunken rocks of lifeA3
And he was handsome then and kind and brightP
Could I foretell eclipses then the nightP
Oh I have looked sometimes upon that faceP3
When robbed of every lineament of graceP3
And I have cried unto the heavens aboveB2
It was not this O God I pledged to loveB2
Unsteady gait wild brain and selfish heartP
Flashed the red lights of danger till death partP
Tell me soul searching ray if erst I stroveL4
To cherish feed and guard where grew no loveB2
We sailed away to far Australia's shoreD2
Oh the long days passed near the ocean's roarD2
For him on whom I leaned in hope and trustP
Proved but coarse clay that crumbled soon to dustP
Drinking and gambling sharks that swallow wholeM3
Homes jewels money reason body soulM3
Alone for weeks to hear none call my nameG2
And happier alone then baby cameG2
My firstborn precious boy I lived for himJ2
For months then his bright eyes grew dimJ2
And where the reeds and grass grew rank and wildP
We made a grave for Willie darling childP
Ah well I ween the night we laid him thereL
I went to watch his grave day had been fairL
But eve came up with thunder's muttered growlM4
And ever and anon the lightning's scowlM4
Flashed angrily upon me as I viewedP
The breakers dashing on the sea beach rudeP
I grew passionate amid the whirlwind's sighV2
It had no word of comfort loud was its cryV2
And deep dark was the struggle of my soulM3
As I watched the billows onward rollM3
There came no ray of hope across my breastP
As I turned toward my place of wild unrestP
I looked in vain for calmness up on highV2
It was not God's time for rainbows in the skyV2
I went again next eve there was no stormK
The full moon lighted up each darkening formK
'Twas the glory of a summer's bloomJ
And I went onward to my baby's tombJ
I laid fresh flowers above the cold in deathT2
I felt upon my cheek warm zephyr's breathT2
It seemed as if an angel had swept byV2
Across the grass where I too longed to lieV2
And I saw the glorious sweep of moonbeamsP3
Gilding the white rocks circling all the streamsP3
With rays of glory I knelt on the bankA
Watching the picture till my lone heart sankA
Down to the depths I could have slept to deathT2
My wounds seemed to defy the balmy breathT2
Of nature to restore my peace my handsP3
I stretched out o'er the sea to northern landsP3
I moved so swiftly o'er the moon gilt foamO2
I stood once more within my father's homeO2
Could almost hear the village bells ring outP
Could almost hear the merry children's shoutP
Could breathe the scent of violet and roseP3
Walked down the dells where the pale primrose growsP3
Ah tell the truth felt once again the blissP3
Of Victor's loving clasp and burning kissP3
Felt his fond arms enfold me to his breastP
And I a bird safe in its shadowy nestP
And then the vision vanished I was thereL
A prey to sorrow loneliness and careL
Like one who spends in a dark mine his lifeA3
My baby dead and I a drunkard's wifeA3
Then came a thought on Him of Mary bornJ2
Who turned not back for spear or cross or thornJ2
And through the murmurings of breeze and bayP
A voice seemed whispering to me Watch and prayP
I knelt as He knelt on the grassy sodP
And following Him I prayed for strength from GodP
A sweet bird suddenly broke into songA
A soft air trembled through the branches strongA
And my soul rose on the pure air to HeavenJ2
Thus to my heart was hope and comfort givenJ2
While by that grave I sang Abide with meF
As on the night when Victor went to seaF
Ah I was leaning then upon the breastP
That five and twenty years has been at restP
Oh Victor art thou gone so far awayP
That thou cans't hear no earth tone night or dayP
Sometimes it seems as if thou wert not farU2
Nearer and warmer than the nearest starU2
How the wind moans Ethel my precious oneJ2
Where shall we wander by to morrow's sunJ2
Homeless and friendless in a stranger landP
Our Saviour help and aid Thy mighty handP
Can save Thine ear can list each bitter moanJ2
Hark Ethel's voice she comes and not aloneJ2
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Twelve Month's AfterI3
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Still rolleth onward time's mystical tideP
Ebbing and flowing by night and dayP
Gladness and misery scattering wideP
Gladness and misery turning awayP
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Fair Spring has been with her emerald leavesP3
Red Summer with roses of crimson rayP
Brown Autumn has passed with its golden sheavesP3
Again St John the Evangelist's dayP
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Since the morning came Masonic bandsP3
Have gathered old friendship's ties to renewP
True hands have been clasped in a brother's handsP3
Calm rest and refreshment fall like dewP
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Far over the roll of the billowy seasP3
Strangers have met on the lodge room floorD2
And like Israel encamped beneath Elim's treesP3
Have thirsted for love's cool draught no moreD2
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From the ice wrought chain of the Arctic zoneJ2
To the silver lit sands of rich PeruP
From the shores which guard Victoria's throneJ2
To the woods of the west unshorn and newP
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In the crowded street full of noise and cheerS2
In hamlets and villages still and calmN4
Where the northern bear glides cold and clearS2
Or the southern cross tints the sacred palmN4
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Over the face of this wonderful earthZ
Templars haye met in Encampment dearS2
Prisoners of hope have changed sighing for restP
Pilgrims have tarried where angels were nearS2
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Souls that were longing for far better thingsP3
Their faith growing dulled by the Siroc's blightP
Have shaken the dust from their weary wingsP3
And plumed them again for a higher flightP
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They have spoke of the work of the by gone yearS2
Of Ashlers now perfected true and squareL
Of weary hands folded upon the bierR2
Of souls passed on to a lodge room fairL
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They have told of storms from the North so chillM
How dark was the South when the daylight ceasedP
They have watched the sun neath the Western hillM
They have hailed his light in the holy EastP
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They have sang of the victor knights whose swordsP3
Are sharpened to slay the dark hosts of sinJ2
Still marching on through Saracen hordesP3
Till the King's Encampment at last they winJ2
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They have knelt in prayer round the altar's shadeP
And implored what man never asks in vainJ2
That creation's Grand Architect will aidP
The builders to build till calm rest they gainJ2
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Brave hearts have brightened love's armor anewP
And so shall the magical spell last onJ2
Till all who have worked by his pattern trueP
Shall meet face to face their beloved St JohnJ2
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Within the dwelling of Victor RoyH
A fair girl awakens soft music's powerI3
And a woman listens in silent joyH
To the thrilling strains at that quiet hourI3
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Ethel my child cease playing come to meF
There lean your head upon your mother's kneeF
Do you remember dear what night this isP3
Look back at last St John's day then at thisP3
You've often wondered why upon that nightP
When you my guide led from the gloom to lightP
That when you gave the name Adair it seemedP
To him who heard it as if he had dreamedP
Like a dim funeral knell from some old chimeC4
Heard years ago in some far distant climeC4
Ethel we should speak kindly of the deadP
Unable to defend themselves their spirits fledP
To worlds unknown to us we cannot seeF
The homes they occupy the destinyF
It pleases God to give them this we knowJ2
That our reaping must be what we sowJ2
If we plant thistles we the thorn shall meetP
If we sow ripe grains we shall harvest wheatP
And something else we know of future lifeA3
That be the memories of war and strifeA3
Of evil thoughts which may have been controlledP
Of hearts through which wild passions unchecked rolledP
Of base mean deeds that burn like felon brandP
In the pure sunlight of the eternal landP
Or if sweet recollections of the pastP
Of homes where love her golden radiance castP
Of deeds of mercy unto man unknownJ2
But breathing incense to the star gemmed throneJ2
We know that not one of Adamic raceP3
Is unknown unto Him the Lord of GraceP3
And with the thoughts that shape themselves to prayerL
We can but leave them in His gracious careL
Who as sharp nails were piercing each vein throughP
Prayed 'Father forgive they know not what they do '-
And preached of mercy to the souls in prisonJ2
Ere He from the well guarded tomb had risenJ2
So darling think as gently as you mayC4
On one you saw so sadly pass awayC4
But duty bids me tell you deeds of shameC4
Stamped dark dishonor on our household nameC4
When we were living in the distant westP
A trouble came grief was no stranger guestP
For racking fears sad day and anxious nightP
Seemed to hold life long leases as their rightP
The trouble came through some high words at playC4
All I know was before noon next dayC4
A letter came bidding me leave that nightP
Bring what I could and let none know my flightP
To change my name and if need be to swearL
I never knew 'Montrose' only 'Adair '-
Part truth part falsehood born of inward shameC4
That sank the true one for the middle nameC4
I heard that dark red stains ended a strifeA3
Began in so called play and closed with lifeA3
I know for many months a namless dreadP
Hung like the sword of Damocles overheadP
And we again had crossed the stormy mainJ2
And hid away among the hills of SpainJ2
But when you were an infant nurse and IV2
Took you one morning ere the sun was highV2
And in the little church covered with vinesP3
O'er which the setting sun in glory shinesP3
We gave you into the good Shepherd's CareL
Amid our falling tears and Heaven sent prayerL
And there without respect to friends or foesP3
Stands your true name Ethel Adair MontroseP3
My child before you close your eyes to nightP
With no forebodings for to morrow's lightP
Return your heartfelt thanks to Him whose handP
Has led us safely through a desert landP
Has kept our feet on many a slippery wayC4
And guided us from midnight to the dayC4
Lay at the Glorious Giver's blessed feetP
All that he asks your time that passes fleetP
Your heart's first holiest love your talents giveO4
To him who scorned not death that we may liveP4
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Mother I'll not forgetP
To ask rich blessings upon you and himC4
Whom God sent as a life boat to the lostP
A year ago to night when on the dimC4
Dark seas of woe our bark was tempest toss'dP
The sun of hope had setP
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I'm glad I went to dayC4
And laid a cross upon that snow strewn graveN3
The sun gleamed out and on the white leaves burnedP
It seems as if the childhood love I gaveN3
The one that calmly sleeps there had returnedP
Watch to keep o'er his clayC4
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And yet it's not the sameC4
In quality the love I cherish nowJ2
Has more of pity perhaps another oneJ2
Has surely right to my allegiance howJ2
Can I forget all he for us has doneJ2
Hark now he calls my nameC4
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Ethel where are you there is the group you were speaking about one dayC4
Do you know the faces two you love best then drive those tears awayC4
What is there to cry for child in a locket that's new and brightP
It was to have been your Christmas gift but it's just as good to nightP
It bears the name of the day you came to spoil my dog and catP
My birds and me too I'm afraid if you say much more like thatP
Sing me something instead it's scarcely supper time yet my childP
I see you are weary go and rest while these winter winds blow wildP
Ethel before you say 'good night ' we will sing Abide with meF
As I heard it twenty six years ago the night I went to seaF
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And softly upon the evening airL
The strain of praise from true hearts was givenJ2
And angels wafted the holy prayerL
Like incense up to the throne of HeavenJ2
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Good night sweet Ethel a silence fellE4
Solemn and calm by no whisper brokeA
Two sat watching the fire a spellE4
Seemed holding each until Victor spokeA
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Of what are you thinking so earnestly you fancy I know the thoughtP
That has grown to deep for utterance with strange sad memories fraughtP
A year a memorable year ago yes we shall ne'er forgetP
That day of St John the Evangelist that night when two old friends metP
'Twas a dreary watching too my love all that night in solemn gloomC4
Where the dead lay cold and silently waiting his lonely tombC4
I am glad that Ethel went to day and laid a cross on that graveN3
I am glad that we each can truly say at the judgement day 'I forgave '-
I read some lines the other day that may have been written for usP3
Heart histories repeat themselves like others the lines ran thusP3
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And midnight wearily stole onJ2
Heavy clouds o'er the young moon sweptP
We looked out upon life and prayedP
We looked upon the dead and weptP
That God can work while man looks onJ2
That truth will triumph o'er our dreadP
A lesson sometimes hard to learnJ2
We learnt while watching by the deadP
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'Twas not a scene that lovers chooseP3
Did any say that we had lovedP
The dead was by us yet we knewP
That we were living and belovedP
Truth's talisman was on each heartP
Oh was there sin in what we saidP
The troubles told the truth confessedP
The night we watched beside the deadP
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Aimee look at this jewel rich I have worn it the live long dayC4
You think I value it so I do yet I deem it worthless clayC4
Compared with the other jewel rare this Keystone brought to meF
Bright gem long hidden but not destroyed in some unfathomed seaF
More honorable than golden fleece more precious than the stoneJ2
That alchemysts seek vainly for or gems of a regal crownJ2
A Keystone brought to light once more all uninjured by the stormC4
The rains of fire that have swept round my other jewel's formC4
For the fire doth but clear the dross the waves but wash the dustP
From off the jewels of purest gold such jewels I hold in trustP
For I should have claimed you still as mine if we never more had metP
Till free from stain of sorrow or sin we stand where hope's suns ne'er setP
Where angels live on in their life of love unchanged yet ever newP
And then the time God's own right time would have come for my taking youP
For this re union upon earth is the sign beloved wifeA3
Of the eternal rest we'll share in the bright hereafter lifeA3
For have we not assurance blest that whichever first goes homeC4
Will await with loving patience till the other one shall comeC4
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Unto those who wear God's blessed seal upon each united heartP
Those words must half their horror lose 'until death do you part '-
For true love doth dissolve death's power as spring's suns melt the snowJ2
'Tis the only password at the gates through which we both must goJ2
Where born of that benevolence which fills our Father's breastP
Angelic masons now prepare our special house of restP
God's promises will never fail if we but wait His hoursP3
He sends His messages of peace like His rainbow after showersP3
O'er one beam of that holy arch this scroll now seems to glideP
After the dark and dreary day it shall be light at eventideP

Harriet Annie Wilkins



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