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Poem
December 13, 1824
Palladium Of Virginia And The Pacific Monitor
Lewisburg, Greenbrier County, West Virginia
What is this article about?
A tribute poem extolling the virtues of women as nurturers, comforters, and faithful companions from infancy through old age and death, portraying her as a divine blessing guiding man rightly.
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WOMAN.
In infancy, from woman's breast,
We draw the food by nature given:
She lulls our childish pangs to rest,
And cheers us as a beam from Heaven
When woman smiles, she has the power
To heal our grief, and calm our tears;
Should sickness wound—should fortune lour,
She shares our sorrows, dries our tears
And she can sooth the cares of age,
As rolls Time's furrowing course along,
Can cheer us with the classic page,
Or charm us with the magic song:
When stretch'd upon the bed of death,
Departing nature struggling lies,
At that dread pause—when the next breath
May waft our spirit to the skies;
When the soul views the narrow verge
Close on the confines of the grave,
And now it longs its flight to urge,
Now wishes for an arm to save;
Who cheers that dreary scene of woe?
Who speaks of peace, and joy and love?
Who wipes the tear drops as they flow?
'Tis woman, sent from Heaven above,
'Tis she receives our parting sigh;
'Tis she who bears our latest breath.
'Tis she who seals the closing eye,
And whispers peace and hope in death
And when the mournful scene is past,
'Tis woman weeps upon our bier
Silent, yet long; her sorrows last,
Unseen she sheds affection's tear
On earth she is the truest friend
That is to man in mercy given;
And when this fleeting life shall end,
She'll live for purer joys in Heaven.
O, Woman! Woman! thou wast made
Like Heaven's own pure and lovely light,
To cheer life's dark and desert shade,
And guide man's erring footsteps right.
In infancy, from woman's breast,
We draw the food by nature given:
She lulls our childish pangs to rest,
And cheers us as a beam from Heaven
When woman smiles, she has the power
To heal our grief, and calm our tears;
Should sickness wound—should fortune lour,
She shares our sorrows, dries our tears
And she can sooth the cares of age,
As rolls Time's furrowing course along,
Can cheer us with the classic page,
Or charm us with the magic song:
When stretch'd upon the bed of death,
Departing nature struggling lies,
At that dread pause—when the next breath
May waft our spirit to the skies;
When the soul views the narrow verge
Close on the confines of the grave,
And now it longs its flight to urge,
Now wishes for an arm to save;
Who cheers that dreary scene of woe?
Who speaks of peace, and joy and love?
Who wipes the tear drops as they flow?
'Tis woman, sent from Heaven above,
'Tis she receives our parting sigh;
'Tis she who bears our latest breath.
'Tis she who seals the closing eye,
And whispers peace and hope in death
And when the mournful scene is past,
'Tis woman weeps upon our bier
Silent, yet long; her sorrows last,
Unseen she sheds affection's tear
On earth she is the truest friend
That is to man in mercy given;
And when this fleeting life shall end,
She'll live for purer joys in Heaven.
O, Woman! Woman! thou wast made
Like Heaven's own pure and lovely light,
To cheer life's dark and desert shade,
And guide man's erring footsteps right.
What sub-type of article is it?
Ode
What themes does it cover?
Friendship
Moral Virtue
Religious Faith
What keywords are associated?
Woman Virtues
Life Stages
Death Comfort
Divine Guide
Affection Tears
Poem Details
Title
Woman.
Subject
Praise Of Woman
Key Lines
O, Woman! Woman! Thou Wast Made
Like Heaven's Own Pure And Lovely Light,
To Cheer Life's Dark And Desert Shade,
And Guide Man's Erring Footsteps Right.
'Tis Woman, Sent From Heaven Above,
'Tis She Receives Our Parting Sigh;
'Tis She Who Bears Our Latest Breath.
'Tis She Who Seals The Closing Eye,
And Whispers Peace And Hope In Death