Jane Caroline Reed's book of Poems and Songs-Another Poem by Saxe Holm

 The second poem in the book is another newspaper clipping of work by Saxe Holm.  

HERE AND THERE A GEM

GATHERED FROM THE NEW YORK OBSERVER

Like a cradle rocking, rocking,

Silent, peaceful, to and fro.

Like a mother’s sweet looks dropping

On the little face below

Hangs the green earth, swinging, turning

Jarless, noiseless, safe and slow;

Falls the light of God’s face bending

Down and watching us below.

And as feeble babes that suffer,

Toss, and cry, and will not rest,

Are the ones the tender mother

Holds the closest, loves the best,-

So when we are weak and wretched,

By our sins weighed down, distressed,

Then it is the God’s great patience

Holds us closest, loves us best.

-Saxe Holm