Show for the deseret news LIKES S written ritten 11 on the death of a friend BY JOHN HYDE JR oh what is life A gilded ray tile the setting sun has shed A cloud flits by obscures the sky the gilded ray is fled say what is life A passing wave upon the stream of ume time its birthday bell and funeral knell almost together chime like what is life like sleepers that through their fancies stream but bat pass the night return the light the space is but a dream ali ah what is life ah ab friendships vow unhappy who rely how much deceived those dhove believed that friendship cannot die then what is life A budding rose that lifts its blushing head A chilling blust blast is hardly past the blushing rose is dead thus all things die as die dia they must by natures stern decree weve hardly time to learn to love and the loved objects flee my dearest friend thine hour is past thy kindly spirits fled that body which it came to take Is numbered nambe red with the dead but thoi tho I 1 mourn not with woe my mv soul should be content that god should call thy spirit back recall the life he sent I 1 ask no hand to sound th thy y knelt knell nor write thy fundal hymn I 1 want no voice to chant thy dirge nor sing thy requiem I 1 wish no epitaph to deck in tinsel terms thy tomb thine epitaph upon our hearts Is writ in lines of gloom I 1 we mourn dear friend but still we know that though we here remain A few short years shall hardly pass well meet on earth again |