---
title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - Bowles
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 1
number: 12
published: 1898-10
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: 'Bowles, "To Time", *Improvement Era* 1, no. 12 (October 1898): 901.'
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera112unse
  transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers.
  identifier: improvementera112unse
start_page: 901
end_page: 901
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1898-10)
  source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera112unse
  publication_year: 1898
  note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1898, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright.
---

# To Time

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TO TIME.

               time, thou know'st a lenient hand to lay
             Softest on sorrow's wounds, and slowly thence
            (Lulling to sad repose the weary sense)
            The faint pang stealest unperceived away;
            On thee I rest my only hope at last,
            And think, when thou hast dried the bitter tear
            That flows in vain o'er all my soul held dear,
            1 may look back on every sorrow past,

            And meet life's peaceful evening with a smile
            As some lone bird at day's departing hour
            Sings in the sunbeam of the transient shower,
            Forgetful though its wings are wet the while:
            Yet ah! how much must that poor heart endure.
            Which hopes from thee, and thee alone, a cure.
                                                                   Bowles.