American watchman and Delaware advertiser. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1822-1828, 1825-06-10
THE VOICE OF SPRING
BY MRS. HE,lASs.


come come We have calfd me long,
come DER The mountains with light and song!
Ne NAV ace my step DER the wax nng earth
By the winds which te of the yloets birth,
b, the primrose stars in the shadowy grass,
BY the green leaves op'nlng as pass
have breathd on the south, aud the chestnut flowers
By thousands have burst from The forest bawers,
And the ancient graves, and the fallen ianes,
Are veil'd with wfeaths On Italian plans;
Bur il is not for me, in my hour OF bloom,
To speak of the ruin or the tomb
/ have look'd ocr the hills of the stormy north,
AMI The larch has hung all his tassels ferth,
The fisher is out the sunny sea,
And he reindeer Bounds DER the pastures free,
And the pine has tinge Of softer green.
And the moss looks brgat where my foot hath been
/ have sent through the ~ood-path glowing sigh,
And calfd out each voice Of the deep blue SKY
From the night birds lay through he starry time,
In the groves of the soft Hesperiaa cline,
10 the swans wild note by the lcela,d iakes,
When the dark fir branch into verdure breaks.
From the Streams and foupts have oosd the chain
They sweeping on 10 the sllvery man,
They arc flashing down from the mountain brows,
they are hinging spray DER the forest boughs,
they are bursting fresh from their spariy caves,
And the earth resounds with the JOY of waves.
Come forth. Dye children of gadness come
Where the yolets lie, may now be your home,
Ye of the rose-ip and dew bright eye,
And the bounding footstep, to meet me, Fly,
With the Tyre and the wreath, and the joyous lay,
Come forth TO the sunshne-l may not stay.
Away from the dwellings of care-worn men.
The waters sparkling in grove and glen
Away from the chamber and sulen hearth,
The young leaves dancing in breezy mrthi
Their light stems thrill the wildwood strains,
And youth is abroad in my green domains.
But ye-ye are chang'd since We met me last
There is something bright from your features passd
There is that come over your brow and eye,
Which speaks Of the world where the flowers must die
| We smile but your smile hath dlmness ye'
| Oh what have you look'd on since last We met
Ne chang'd, We chane'd and see not here
Al whom saw in the vanished year
fhere graceful heads, with their ringets bright,
Which toss'd in the breeze with play of light,
| rbere eyes in whose gsening laughter lay
No faint remembrance of dark decay!
There were step, that Aew Ger the cowslip's head,
As if for banquet all earth spread
There that rang through tine sapphire sky
And had not a sound Of mortality
Are they gone is their mrth from he )untan pass
Ne nave looked on death since We me last!
know whence the shadow comes DER van now,
We have s'rewn the dust on the sunny brow
We have gym the lovely 10 earth's emu ace,
lShe hath taken the iairest of beaulys race,
with Their laughing eyes. and their festa crown,
They are gone from am 'nss vouin slieace GOWN
They game from amongst you, the Young and fair,
Ife have lost the geam of her shining hair
But know of a land, where there falls blight,
II shall find them there, with their eyes of light
Where death, midst the blooms of the morn may not dive
tarry longer-iarewel, farewell
The summer IS coming, soft winds borne
le may press the .rrape, We NAV bind the corn
For me, depart TO brighter shore,
Ne are markd by care, We mine no more
| go where the lov'd who have left you dwell,
And the flowers are not dea's-fare We well, farewell