BY (REV.) JOSEPH C. BOOTH.
With arrow-swiftness, lo! the fleeting year,
With rapid wing, hath like a vapor flown
Into eternity—the deep unknown!
Or, like the widening river, that draws near
The sea, until we see it disappear
In ocean's wide expanse. The left has grown
And faded, herbage withered, flowers blown;
Our dreams and visions gone—the end is here!
Man's vapor-life the rolling years declare,
As Prophet-sages, God-directed men,
Have told, to stir the laggard up, that he,
Awaking from his stupor, might, with care,
Perform life's "God-imparted" tasks and then,
In triumph, mount his king-crowned destiny!
Troy Times. December 30, 1915: 13 col 1.