Democratic Sentinel, Volume 16, Number 34, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 9 September 1892 — COWS! [ARTICLE]

COWS!

llfce list Poe* Sto My «weethe«rt' my loveling! yen flarrkeired *ll the day, When from my silent dwelling your footsteps turned away; The morn was dark as midnight, the noonday sad as dawn, The milk-white daisies drooped their heads along the dewy lawn. My darling! my dearest! I sought the garden round, Bat never in a blossom your precious free I found. Mo rose was red beside your lips, no Hy She Jour throat, Mo Sound or thrilling of your voioe to any thrush’s note. Ah! what is Kke your eyes, dear? gray sparkles of the sea, So clear and crystal shining their beryl glances be; And where is any flower of all that may compare With the softly danoing glitter of the sunshine in .your hair. Alone through lingering daytime I listen for yeurfeet, Those springing «teps no longer along the pathway beat; I hear the dewdrops rustle In the branches overhead, But bome and yon together for many a day have fled. My life .is sad and weary, too dark with want -and pain, Butyour dear eyes would bring its light and gladness back again. J«y soul tis tired of desert sands, bereft of cheer and balm, Bor you were like the diamond spring beneath its lonely palm. ♦ • Home back) come back, my darling! Across the spaces bearl Gome light this night of griet and gloom, my Hesper shining clear; Mot long have Ito linger, not long to call or cry; ■Gome back, my treasure! come, my heart, and bless me e’er I die 1 —[Bose Y. Cooke in the Independent.