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Poem
October 24, 1861
The Daily Wabash Express
Terre Haute, Vigo County, Indiana
What is this article about?
A reflective poem on cherished school days in May, gathering flowers and praying with friends, now parted, some deceased, evoking love for nature, companions, and faith, signed by Mary from New Haven in October.
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And rests upon the straightened ground.
The slope and gate between.
Flowers clasping hands have made
A border either side,
And smiling in the sunlight shed
Their sweetness, far and wide.
And topmost on the swelling mound,
Upon the emerald floor.
Two white Scotch roses have sat down,
To bloom before thy door.
Like incense offered at a shrine.
They cast their perfumes up,
Oh ! let me throw the love of mine
Into each fragrant cup.
Love for tree and leaf and flower,
Love for my gay young mates,
And she which flows - fah a stronger power,
For the Sisters-Cherishing Saints,
In Mary's month, sweet tender May,
When the air is thick with prayers,
We gathered even from our play,
Young souls all free from care,
And bent our knees upon the green,
Beneath the twilight dome,
With dropping beads-ah! happy scene,
Praying for friends at home.
Now we are parted friends of mine,
Some even to the Spirit World,
Never again shall our hands entwine,
With the love of fresh school-girls.
Oh! school-day's home, my memory's saint,
I rely by seeing fail,
As hot a rev dr just n went
To tear away some pall.
New Haven, Oct. 1st.
MARY.
The slope and gate between.
Flowers clasping hands have made
A border either side,
And smiling in the sunlight shed
Their sweetness, far and wide.
And topmost on the swelling mound,
Upon the emerald floor.
Two white Scotch roses have sat down,
To bloom before thy door.
Like incense offered at a shrine.
They cast their perfumes up,
Oh ! let me throw the love of mine
Into each fragrant cup.
Love for tree and leaf and flower,
Love for my gay young mates,
And she which flows - fah a stronger power,
For the Sisters-Cherishing Saints,
In Mary's month, sweet tender May,
When the air is thick with prayers,
We gathered even from our play,
Young souls all free from care,
And bent our knees upon the green,
Beneath the twilight dome,
With dropping beads-ah! happy scene,
Praying for friends at home.
Now we are parted friends of mine,
Some even to the Spirit World,
Never again shall our hands entwine,
With the love of fresh school-girls.
Oh! school-day's home, my memory's saint,
I rely by seeing fail,
As hot a rev dr just n went
To tear away some pall.
New Haven, Oct. 1st.
MARY.
What sub-type of article is it?
Elegy
Ode
Pastoral
What themes does it cover?
Friendship
Religious Faith
Death Mourning
What keywords are associated?
School Days
Mary's Month
Prayers
Parted Friends
Spirit World
Scotch Roses
Young Mates
What entities or persons were involved?
Mary.
Poem Details
Author
Mary.
Subject
Reminiscence Of School Days And Parted Friends
Form / Style
Rhymed Stanzas
Key Lines
In Mary's Month, Sweet Tender May,
When The Air Is Thick With Prayers,
Now We Are Parted Friends Of Mine,
Some Even To The Spirit World,
Oh! School Day's Home, My Memory's Saint,