Martinsburgh gazette. [volume] (Martinsburgh, Va. [W. Va.]) 1810-1825, 1823-11-13
From a Loaac. Pepper.
cDEs, TRANSLATED FRoIz THE CHINESE.
TIE Departure Of Friend.
n, is a female who sings.)

cDEs, TRANSLATED FRoE THE CHINESE.
TIE Departure Of Friend.
Q, is female who sings)
1.-THE swallow flies with swift wing.
| accompanied my friend as far as it
was possible. We were obliged to SCI
paraie. In vain my eyes seek for her
in the remotest distance; she appears
10 more. Flow, Cow, my tears.
"The swallow sings while she ilies. |
called my friend aloud; repeated her
name to the echoes, but she heard not;
she was already far freE me. Flow,
flow, my tears, sink under my gclef.
20 dear and ahectionate friend, thy
virtues were the delight of my SOUL
Faithful to the truth, thou wouidst have
blushed at the slightest Discrimination.
Never didst thou swerye from the path
of innocence. Bsnevolenee was thy
passion. Wisdom eyer guided thy steps.
OH how tenderly didst thou exhort me
to remain faithful to the spouse whom
death had su2tchcd from mel"
The Complaint Of Divorcsd W3s
dixie two clouds which unite in the
heavens, and which the most violent
storms cannot separate, we were bound
to one another by an everlasting mar
rage. 1henceforward we ought to have
formed but one soul. The slightest faint
OF, anger or disgust, Ought to have been
as love. And thou, like one who tears
up the grass, and leaves the roots, thou
banishedst ME from thy house; as if,
faitbless to my honor and my virtue, |
were no longer worthy of being thy
wife, and ought to cease to exist! Alas!
with what pain did drag myself away!
My heart drew me towards the dwelling
/ had Quilted. The ungrateful mani He
accompanied me but few steps; he
left me at the door; be parted from NE
with pleasure. But thou aeorest the
new object of thy ,adulterous passion.
Go! thy infdelity will stain thy second
nuptials, and willspoison their delights.
o heaven! theseTuptials; thou celebra-
test them with joy. l am become worth
less in thine eyes, thou wilt have no
more of me; and I, will have no more
of thy penitence. What were not my
struggles on the rapid stream which |
stemmed with thee! To what labors did
/ not consent for the interests of thy ia
milya l sacrificed myself to render
thee happy. 1t was l who won fer thee
all the friendships thou hast gained; and
now thou lowest me no longer: thou even
--latest me thou despisest and forgetest
me. Ilost"aIl my charms as 5000 as <
completed thy felicity. What repose
and comfort | was preparing for our old
age! Another will enjoy them with thee;
and I shall anguish in shame and sor-
row! Alas! how dreadful were thy last
looks! They breathed only hate and
fury. My evils are without remedy.
He is offended at my affection, and red
dens with anger at my kindness"
SLOW can one restrain ones tears,o
(says Fa fer Cibot, "onseading an Ode,
which commences with the following
fine stanzasw
$50, then, the King of Heayer1hstens
no longer to mercy! He desolates the
earth with famine and pestilencel Pale
Death fills the whole Empire with tears
and mourning. oh, ire! Oh, dreadful
vengeance! Heaven no longer selects
its victims! 1t strikes every where with
redoublsd blows. Nothing is seen but
the dead; nothing is heard but the dy-
ing. 1t is just, It is just; pity not the
guilty-let them perish. But, must the
share their fate? Must the in.
fants fNnglng at the exhausted breasts
of eirSangushing mctkers, expire in
sorture?
Weep, sigh, groan; let every place
resound with the cries Of our repent
ance. oh, Father! Oh, Father! do our
and maievolence triumph
over thy pity and thy goodness' But !
what do | see? Blood flows every /
nhere! Assassination destroys those
whom famine had spared! Husbands,
wives, children, friends, all fear and fly /
from one another! II is over corpses !.
that they pass to hurry TO feasts. Trem-
bic, impious man, tremble! You inhale
Heath with the air you breathe. Those ,
ayes, gloating with adultery and incest, /
are about to close forever!" i
The afflicted Sen.
TLike the stately stems which are at
once the glory and protection ofthe root /
BY which they have been produced,
will be, said to myself, the joy and sup
port of my parents. Vain hope of SEN