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Show Alone. I Alone when the day Is dawning. !' Alone when the night dews fall; Under the veil nt the brliTal, I Under the hiuum of the pall, i Behind Impenetrable barriers To work out Its life of dole. I From Its llrst faint cry till the hour to die , Is the doom of each mortal soul FlrM tender thoughts of the mother Who brings us rortli In vain, As she looks in the eyes of her offspring off-spring Some clew to Its soul to gain. i "Of whnt Is my bah) thinking. With that ga7e Intent and wise?" Hut ever remains the mystery. And never a olce replies. Alone Is the child In his sorrow Over the broken toy: Alone Is the stricken lover Mourning a vanished Joy; Alone Is the bride at the nltar. Alone th bridegroom stands. With his hidden life between them. Tint and their plighted hands Alono lies the wife, with the canker Of blighted hope in her heart: Alone Is the husband dreaming Of balked ambition's smart. And so from the birth to the burial, From the tlrst to tho latest breath, In etiiwded streets, on lonely steeps, The soul goes alone till death. Francis H Haswin, In Boston Transcript. |