Constitutional Whig. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1824-1832, 1825-02-01
POETRY.
IRISH MELODIES.

IRISH MELODIES.
Another number of The IRISH Melodies (the
Nnth) with symphonies and Accomplishments
10Y Mr. III. r. Bishop. and characteristic words by
flr. L. Moore, has just apprenticeship songs
POSSESS all the attractions of those of the other
numbers, and higher praise cannot be bestowed.
Ne shall not occupy tue time of our readers by
further predatory obserystio on productionsfa-
mihar TO the whole nation but shall proceed to
hay the following specimens Of the new number
before our readers.
The following lines to the air of The Hymours
Of Baf'nngsiry, or old Lungoiee, are in the hap
piest vein of the fanciul poet:
''Sing! sing! music was given
To brghtenthe gay and kin,lle the living,
Souls here, like planets in heaven,
BY harmony's laws, alone are kept moving.
beauty may boast of her eyes and her checks
But love from the lips his true archery wings;
And she who but feathers the dart when she
speaks,
At once sends it home to the heart when she
sings!
Then sing! sing! music was given,
Tobrghten the gay, and kindle the living,
Souls here, like planets in heaven,
BY harmony's laws alone are kept moving,
When Love, rock'd by his mother,
Lay slurnbering calm as slumber could
make him,
fluSlis hush, S.llU venus, no other
Sweet Voice but his own is worthy to wax e him %
Dreaming of music he slumbered the while,
Till Faint from his lips soft melody broke;
And ' enus enchanted, looked on with smile,
While Love to his own sweet singing awoke!
Then sing! sing! music was given
To brighten the gay, and kindle the living
Souls here, like planets in heaven,
BY harmony'slawsalon are kept moving
We add the following verses in very difFeren,
ssrain:--
Unkno,un.
and doth not n meeting like this make amends
FOR all the long years I've been wandering
away,
Tosee thus around me my YOUTHS early friends.
AS smiling and kind in that happy day?
Enough happily DER some of your brows, as Ger
mine,
The snow fall of time may be stealing-what
them
like Alps in the sunset, thus lighted by wine.
wen wear the gay hnge ofyouth's roses again.
What softened remembrances come DER tIo
breast,
In gazing on those we've been lost to so long
Inc sorrows, the joys of which once they were
part,
sthlround them visions of YESTERDAY throne
AS letters some hand hath invisibly traced
when held to the flame will steal out on the
sight,
80 many feeling that long seemed effaced.
Inc warmth OF a meeting like this brings to
light.
AND thus, as IN menory's bark we shall glide
10 visit the scene of our boyhood anew.
mo oft we may see, looking down on the tide
ihe wreck offull many hope shining through.
YET still as IN fancy point to the flowers
That once made garden of all the cav shore.
nccelved tor a moment we think them still ours
And breathe the fresh air of life's morning once
more.
so bright our existence, glimpse at the mos,
Is all we can have of the friends we hold dear
and OFT even JOY is UNDECIDED and lost,
For want of some heart that could echo II near
An! well may we hope when this short life i.
10 meet in some world of more permanent
For smile, or grasp of the hand hast'ninp on
Is 3. we enjoy of each other in this
oae conc-the more rare such delights to the
The more we should welcome, and bless them
the more;
They're ours when We meet-they are lost when
Like birds that bring summer and flv when tits
Thus cilrclins the cup, hand in hand, ere We
drink,
Let sympathy pledge us thro' pleasure, thro
pain,
That fast as feeling but touches one link.
Her magic shall send it direct thro' the chain