Title:
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Date:
18640227-18640228
Transcription
Cold but pleasant, feel first note. No news from home (...)to the needy to (...) the 2nd (...) is ordered to the (...) readiness
to (...) of a moments motive. Expressed 60 dolls for A.H. William, to S. William (...)
Another beautiful day. Rumor has it that the Rebels have re-started the 6th (...) with but slight (...) no doubt they are
of some devil (...) no news from home wrote to Aunt Mercy; feel fully well.
[clipping of poem]
<On dreaming of my mother. Stay, gentle shadow of my mother, stay!
Thy form but seldom comes to bless my slee.
ye faithless slumbers, fleet not thus away,
And leave my wistful eyes to wake and weep.
Oh! I was dreaming of those golden days,
When, Will my guide, and Pleasure all my aim,
I rambled wild through childhoo's flowery maze,
And knew of sorrow scarcely by her name.
Those scenes are fled, - and thou alas! art fled,
Light of my heart, and guardian of my youth!
Then come no more to slumbering Fancy's bed,
To aggravate the pangs of waking truth. Or if kind sleep these visions will restore,
O let me sleep again and never waken more.>
Language:
English
From:
Henry O. Nightingale diary, 1864
Contributing Institution:
UC Merced Library and Special Collections
Henry O. Nightingale diary, 1864
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