Salem College - Sights and Insights Yearbook (Winston-Salem, NC)

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Miss Lehman

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2Pur ©FaueparD CeDar0 i2.ii.;5:iJ- SevV X JWlnw v»dL .-. The villagers lie silently sleeping In dreamless rest neath the Irees, While the Cedars above them are keeping The watch of a hundred years. Cven the echoes of children ' s voices Fall faint and subdued on the breeze; The mellow rays of the moonlight Are sifted through quivermg leaves. Here are lying the early fathers. Who came o ' er the stormy seas To found in our Western forests A church — and a home of peace. And they, too, the patient mothers. With toil-worn hands at rest, After life ' s weary endeavor. Stilled on each pulseless breast. riere strong and vigorous manhood. Called hence e ' en before their noon; Eie yet their sun was westering, Came the night of death and gloom. And ihey, too, the winsome children, How sadly we gaze and weep! As they early twined and folded Their little hands in sleep. What wonder that the cedars Are failing, one by one. Before the storm blasts fury. And thus their race is run? How many scenes of sorrow. How many a bitter tear. They ' ve witnessed in the past time. Shed on each passing bier. Mysterious whispers are floating. Invisible pinions are near; ' Tis holy ground we are treading. As we strain each listening ear In vain! The unbroken silence Is deep as the quiet dead; The cedars are bending sadly As meeting they arch overhead. 15

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