LITTLE EVA IN HEAVEN.
Childless, desolate this heart, naught on earth is left to cherish,
All is lost since we must part, every hope and joy will perish.
Eva, Eva, gentle daughter! are those bright eyes veiled in death-
That so foudly beamed with goodness upon all at parting breath?
Art thou gone from me forever? Shall I never behold thee?
Bud of life, my heart's fond treasure-what is now the world to me?
Lonely here, and worn with sadness, no loved child's sweet voice I hear;
Life has ceased to yield its gladness, since without my little dear.
Eva, Eva, lovely daughter! Are those soft lips closed and cold
That so sweetly spoke of heaven, emblem of an angel's mould?
Picture of divine perfection, loved by all, enslaved and free.
Oh, my heart and soul's affection-what is now the world to me?
Home is silent, dread and drear, Uncle Tom is seen to weep;
Topsy lingers near the bier, strewing flowers at thy feet.
Eva, Eva, charming daughter! smile upon me from above,
Open wide those gates of pearl, bless me with thy spotless love!
Little angel, thou art gone there-filled at last thy prophecy.
Farewell, only child, forever! what is now this world to me?