Salt Lake Telegram | 1902-07-31 | Page 4 | Pining.

II J I PINING My fevered r d brain pulsates with pain For that soft son soothing hand Whose hose gentle stroke m my soul awoke Ere word I could command But many miles an and man many guiles Lie twixt t that hand and mOh m me Oh God IOn may I J before I die Its Us marked care once more he bo score unit of ot years much brined with tears leau Has lIs crept into Times Time's lair Sinco last I saw the tho one who bore bora Me taught mo me m my first prayer B By Eros trapped In vision wrapped Her love formed smile I see Same Q as in years cars when boyl boyish h fears It over caused to lice I A moment rest on her loved breast i Would tamo m my reckless Spur on m my soul Mul to 10 reach rench tho the goal Where lovo love nn and goodness rol reign n. n But more moro than this her tender kIss Would In my heart henrt give elvo birth tune the of ot childhoods childhood's ds d's I tn rae rae- I Bring heaven near to earth If It rigid right Fate Fato should bolt the gate That to home homo and love lovo And spurn my 10 sneer at my tears Till He lIt or ot realms realm above c B By Ills kind will should hould m my heart still Th Then n I if you OU mo me blest t o Io mv my cold form hero her her hands warm Cnn Can on ray my forehead rest Samuel E E. E Harris I c