Poems (Truesdell)/Stanzas sacred to the Memory of Samuel Millikan
STANZAS
SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF SAMUEL MILLIKAN,
WHO DIED IN CALIFORNIA, NOVEMBER 25th, 1851.
In the far-off land of the stranger's home,
Where the south winds fan the breath,
Amid lovely flowers, and "golden dreams,"
They laid him down in death.
Where the south winds fan the breath,
Amid lovely flowers, and "golden dreams,"
They laid him down in death.
A lone tree marks the sacred spot,
Where he sleeps in his dreamless sleep,
And the moaning winds with a pitying sound,
Their nightly vigils keep;
Where he sleeps in his dreamless sleep,
And the moaning winds with a pitying sound,
Their nightly vigils keep;
And beauteous birds with their silvery wings,
Will nestle upon that tree;
And spring's sweet violets deck the grave
Which his loved ones ne'er can see;
Will nestle upon that tree;
And spring's sweet violets deck the grave
Which his loved ones ne'er can see;
And oft will the stranger's careless foot
Pass the lone and sad spot by,
Nor think of one who came so far
From his native land—to die!
Pass the lone and sad spot by,
Nor think of one who came so far
From his native land—to die!
Oh, sad was the day and fatal the hour,
When his spirit sighed to roam;
When he turned from the dear and sacred joys,
That clustered around his home!
When his spirit sighed to roam;
When he turned from the dear and sacred joys,
That clustered around his home!