l rutel God ! aren't such gift, divine, An effluence from thy holy light?
Souls with which angels twine Their intelligence so bright!
Hearts warm as their own love, Like leaves upon the wind, That sweeps the nal grove-- Gone, without one trace behind!
But thou, remembered first, Friend of his youth — in age Lulibing love as erst, It warmed the mutual page That spade two hearts between-- The book was shut from thee, The agoning scene Of hee gulping sea!
For sure thy gentle heart Had broken o'er that wave Which tore hat like apart!
Yes thou wasn't in thy grave.
Happy in deep repose, The night shuts out thy friend-- Happy!
when morning glows, His footsteps to attend-- Morning that knows no night, Upon oat happier shore, Reveals him to thy sight, Living — to die no more!
J. W. S. Indianola, Texas, May 25, 1861.
*The parties were Gen Jas Hamilton and Col. Parnard Bee of south Carolina.
The former was lost at sea, the latter died before his beloved friend