The Family
Dublin Core
Title
The Family
Description
"E. Pluribus Unum."
The father, mother, daughter son,
A precious many all in one—
A sacred One, of many made,
To which should homage true be paid.
Upon them shine the sun of peace,
Nor o'er its holy beaming cease,
As halo-life they circle round
The hearth where purest joys abound.
Their path beside may verdure spring,
And spicy breezes o'er them wing—
Their hours flow as a crystal rill,
Until their mission they fulfill.
To him who ruthless breaks this one,
Descending swift, be justice done;
The reddest lightnings on him fall,
And deepest darkness spread his pall.
The father, mother, daughter son,
A precious many all in one—
A sacred One, of many made,
To which should homage true be paid.
Upon them shine the sun of peace,
Nor o'er its holy beaming cease,
As halo-life they circle round
The hearth where purest joys abound.
Their path beside may verdure spring,
And spicy breezes o'er them wing—
Their hours flow as a crystal rill,
Until their mission they fulfill.
To him who ruthless breaks this one,
Descending swift, be justice done;
The reddest lightnings on him fall,
And deepest darkness spread his pall.
Creator
A.P. Smith
Source
1:29, p. 1
Date
2.4.1860
Collection
Citation
A.P. Smith, “The Family,” Periodical Poets, accessed October 18, 2024, https://periodicalpoets.com/items/show/630.
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