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To build a sheep-fold, and, before he heard
stopp'd, And thus the Old Man spake to him. “My
Son! To-morrow thou wilt leaveme; with full heast I look upon thee, for thou art the same That wert a promise to me ere thy birthy And all thy life hast been my daily joy. I will relate to thee some little part Of our two histories; 'will do thee good When thou art from me, even if I should speak Of things thou canst not know of. After thou First cam'st into the world, as it befalls To new-born infants, thou didst sleep away Two days, and blessings from thy Father's
tongue Then fell upon thee. Day by day pass'd on, And still I lov'd'théc with encreasing love. Never to living ear came sweeter sounds Than when I heard thee by our own fire-side First uttering without words a natural tune, When chou, a feoding babe, didst in thy joy
Sing at thy Mother's breast. Month follow'a
month, And in the open fields my life was pass d, And in the mountains, else I think that thou Hadst boen brought up upon thy father's knees.
But wewere playmates, Luke! Among these
hills, As well thou know'st, in us the old and young Have play'd together, nor with me didst thou
2). Lack any pleasure which a Boy can know." Luke had a manly beart; but at these words He sobb'd aloud; the Old Man grasp'd his
hand, And said, -" Nay, do not take it som I see That these are things of which I need not speak.
-Even to the utmost I have been to thee A kind and a good Father; and herein I but repay a gift which I myself Receiv'd at others hands, for, though now ola Beyond the common life of man, I still Remember them who lov'd me in my youth. Both of them sleep together; here they liv'd As all their Forefathers had done, and when At length their time was come, they were not
loth To give their bodies to the family mould. I wished that thou should'st live the life they
liv'd. But 'tis a long time to look back my Son,
And see so little gain from sixty years.
to me;" ?? iinis 'Till I was forty years of age, not more :: Than half of my inheritance'was minesi Itoil'd and toil'd; God bless'd me in my work, And till these three weeks past the land was free.
I' -It looks as if it never could endure!!! Another Master, Heaven forgive me, Luke, If I judge ilk for thee, but it seems good's .i That thou should'st go.” At this the Old
Man paus'd, Then pointing to the stones near which they
stood, , Thus, after a short sílénice che resúm'd: " This was a' work for us, and now, my Son, It is a work for me. But, lay one stones Here, lay it for me, Luke, with thine own
hands. I for the purpose brought thee to this place. Nay, Boy, be of good hope; -- we both may
live ja To see a better day. At eighty-four I still am strong and stout;-do thou thy part, I will do mine.--I will begin again': With many tasks that were resign’d to thee; Up to the heights, and in among the storms, Will Tijvithout thee go agaiii; and do is the
All works which I was wont to do alone Before I knew thy face.Heaven bless thee,
Boy! Thy heart chese two weeks has been beating
fast With many hopesmit should be som-yos
yesI knew that thou could'st never have a wish To leave me, Luke, thou hast been bound to me Only by links of love, when thou art gone What will be left to us! But, I forget My purposes, Lay now the corner-stone, As I requested, and hereafter, Luke, When tliou art gone away, should evil men Be thy companions, let this Sheep-fold be Thy anchor and thy shield; amid all fear And all temptation, let it be to thee An emblem of the life thy Fathers liv’d, Who being innocent, did for that cause Bestir them in good deeds. Now, fare thee
well When thou return'st, thou in this place wilt see A work which is not here, a Covenant 'Twill be between us but whatever fate Befall thee, I shall love thee to the last, And bear thy memory with me to the grave."
The Shepherd ended here; and Luke stoop'd
down, Vol. II.
And as his Father had requested, laid
Next morning, as had been resolv'd, the Boy
A good Report did from their Kinsman come,