John H. Boyes
[Verses found in letter of John Boyes, dated Jan. 22, 1877]O, how I love the sawmillThat stands beside the stream;I love to hear its rattling wheel,That shudders 'neath the beam.O, how I love to hear it roar,It drowns the noisy air;It roars aloud like thunderAnd I seek for shelter there.The trees stand all around meWhen I am in the mill;O, how I love to see those treesThat stand upon the hill.The little stream that turns the wheelThat works the saw up and down,That rips the logs asunder,That shelters us around.'Twas God that made the sawmillThat stands beside the stream,I love to go when I die to him,And in his kingdom reign.JOHN BOYES211
1877 Jan 22
Original letter dimensions: 18 x 22 cm.
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