Crocket McElroy

Summary

Crocket McElroy,  Poems

“ Thou ridest rough shod over all man’s contrivances to hold thee back.
Thou enterest every gate, every house, and to thy shame it would be said if thou hadst shame, or any sensation, thou hast crossed the threshold of the school house door.
A hundred hearts are mourning, two hundred eyes are weeping, for the flower of their concentrated love, the golden rod of their admiration, a noble woman, a kind teacher, a loving friend, has been torn from them mercilessly, wantonly, cruelly—and thou art the robber.
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Source: Gutenberg

Crocket McElroy,  Poems

“ Thus proving it true, the sound of man’s choice
Is the rich, sweet sound of the human voice.{81}
It may be the voice of a loving friend,
Kindly offering your sorrows to mend,
The voices of children engaged in play,
And happily passing the time away,
Or the gentle voice of a sister dear,
O’erflowing with tenderness, love and cheer,
And then it must be, the sound of man’s choice,
Is the rich, sweet sound of the human voice.
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Source: Gutenberg

Crocket McElroy,  Poems

“ For Mary’s sweet voice will plead for your care.{99}
Grieve not for Mary, her sorrows are past,
She trod the bright path of truth and honor,
No life e’er so sweet forever can last,
Tho decked with the crown love placed upon her.
Gloomy this sad world now seems without her,
Wretched and lonely to hearts in distress,
Cut down in spring-time, life all about her,
Deep is the sorrow we cannot express.
Loving and truthful, pleasant and cheerful,
Pride of her father, charm of her mother,
Delight of her friends, spirits so youthful,
Heart always open unto each brother.
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Source: Gutenberg

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