THE NAME OF WIFE.
Reading edition
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BY MRS. A. M. F. ANNAN.
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O name most blesséd, or most sorrowful, thou,
As from the Urim of Experience fall
The lights or shadows on thee; seeming now
Radiant as bliss upon an angel’s brow,
Then ghastly dim as Hope’s funereal pall!
Up to my vision thou dost ever call
Twin pictures—women—one with calm, meek eyes,
And soft form gently bent, and folded hands,
Brooding in dove-like peace o’er her sweet ties
Requited truthfully; the other stands
With sunken cheek by tears unheeded glazed,
Her wan feet bleeding, and her thin arms raised,
Knowing no help but from above the skies.