Show 1 J 1 I t i 1 For tlleHEAU A MOTHERS COUNSEL y i BY GAEKELL What deep impression on the 6 loving heart Make counsel flowing from loved mothers moth-ers lips Teat striking on tha ears of youth sweetly t Makes virtue smile makes deep integrity i integ-rity An inmate of the eoul and causes dreams The child indulges in to fly before Reality Not so bright the scenes or hues Imparted to our manhoods eyes for they Have not the mirage of our youth and are Mere facts culled from lifes experience experi-ence Real things that are unclothed with that Poetic zeal luring to childhoods hours Ah bright our srenes in youth instruc tive too The counsel from a loving mothers lips When evening comes to lay oar head upon Her knee and meet her kindy eye lit with Love maternal that smiling welcome to Our heart in treasured sweetness lines upon Our inmost soul her form so beautiful A mothers love so kind so good so grand That een the savage heart is tamed and gall Is turned to honey Her smile lights up the Darkest night and lifts the cloud of anguish an-guish from The boyish heart The scone will often change Perhaps the prison cell is now his home The felons fate his doom hope no longer lives But dark on evry hand the advetae clouds Descend Guilt shrouds his heart and terrible Its darkness lowers sogrim so horrible Its presence that bolts ant bars were heaven To its enthrallment Are not then smothers s-mothers Teachings felt Not then tier anxious watcbings Prized How pure her love her soul bow vast To face the ills the woes of life to rescue thee Her child from dresded death Though fell disease Contagious in its virulenc were thine And each embrace were death yet still shed clasp Thee to her bosom and call death blessed So thou might t live Even now when infamy Around thy name h clitrging when to own Thee is but to meet the sneers the scoffs of Worldly wisdom yet still she loves thee end Infamy dishonor weigh as chaff gainst Love maternal And in yet darker hour UI lire J when all around gaza on IE scorn And turn with coldest look away from thee Then within thy soul arise scenes long past Of childhoods hours when innocence was thine v When guileless sport were done to sit beside Her chair and listen toher voices music Relating godlike deeds Do sights like these Neer pass thy mind and goad thy spirit onTo on-To fiery desperation iFethinks I hear The answer No more tia past Lethes waters Were preferable to fierce regret 0 that Forgetfulness were znine4 thought poisons poi-sons all And when T would do wrcng my mothers moth-ers form I Reproaches me but mad wild desire still CorquprV Another scene CJs of the wise Where notbera words a goodly fruit hath borne Leading heavenward every effbrt made A worlds renown are his but far more valued Is that inward peaoa bespeaking soul at rest And won by following maternal counsel The cneiriess breath of adverse fate can neer Appall a soul like thin wherain submission submis-sion To heaven decrees is found and prized The conquering madman wows it not for he Deaires destruction blood and anarchy That midst the flames of discord ue may mount To worldly fame and rule mankind That blood And fire and comp may strew the miry field Where fiends combat and perish Ah good wise Is he who rightly lives who loves sweet virtue And neath her mat dates lives to bless her But yet how many scenes darken lifes page And show the folly of human power Of manhoods aspirations its insane hopes When dire temptations shroud in gloom the path We walk in how weak our wisdom t How vain How trifling effort and 8rmreolve So confident in virtues hour before the breath Of adverse winds is as the changeful Zephyrs kissing evry flower the bad As well lQ good So we in earthy life A mothers goodly counsel is not alwaya prized Nor is it always present in our soul And back and forth we move at syren call Of pleasure and of interest nor do we dream That we can fail that prejudice may cloud Our better judgment and mar cur hopes of life But yet tis Eoand only do we fail when Overconfident i But thou 01 mother f TeacheEt nobler things that pride is sin That from its presence other fiuUs arise And with increasing darkness leas our minds Astray and steeps our souls in poverty t a P 1 1 t i s V II ar T S A 1 T ForJlhViap n4rty whie j > rfns ut punt And misery and woe deaervedly Speak then ye mothers let your tones be heard 1 That living chorda may vibrate to the sound Ofsueh sweet music Soul harmony Therr and blessed the heart is that childhood child-hood Clings too blessed the joyous smile of youth Of innocence be = ei the roy tint Of health and joy and blessed ye for God And ye have placed it there to ever bloom |