This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from ... Show synopsis This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1917 Excerpt: ... with sweetest scent, the air And rob your life of all its care, And sweetest memories e'er be stirred, And these I let you go and pluck. BERNICE Oh! my little Bernice, Cruel robbery from me! So long that no time can heal it, Great loss, thy life to me. Oh! how deep, keen the shudder, When the thought comes stealing o'er, Of thy slumber in the silence, Of thy presence here no more! Oh! the anguish felt, unspoken! Oh! the burden of the soul! Oh! our destiny, unbroken, And a life we can't control! WHY ART THOU GONE? There's many a thing I cannot understand, There's many a depth I cannot see; But when I reach that Heav'nly Land, They'll all look plain to me. Why take, from us, the lovely and the pure, And we to sorrow, that they are gone? While villainy may still endure, The wicked, flourish on? Be it a Providence we cannot see, A kindness by our Father, given? That they have crossed the gulf to Thee, And dwell, with peace, in Heav'n? Then give us strength that we, at least, endure Burdens that our life is called to bear, And yield to loss, by Fate, we procure, And bow and trust His care. My own sweet Bernice, in, thy death I find My firmest heart strings rent in twain; And faith and hope must fall, combined, And love and tears, like rain. PURITY What purifies the ocean, Is its unceasing motion; What keeps our purity of soul, Is a life we can't control. Each, unceasing, restless, strain T' reach beyond its length of chain; 'Tis God who holds those bounds so fixed, Nature, raging in betwixt, Makes this world a warring whole, Elements and battles, soul; But a battle field is given, But they tell of peace in Heav'n. Let the elements so rage, I, an actor on the stage; It matters not where Fate may lead, Destiny, alone, I heed. FORGOTTEN Floating back, on Memory's b..