Martinsburg gazette and public advertiser. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1826-1833, 1826-12-21
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At thoughts Of home her beating bosom thrills,
As sinks the sun DER PoIsnd's happy bills.
~ Many were the sorrows of
Amelia Manson Full oft had the briny
tear whitehead the blushing blossoms on
her checks, and foil oft had the hea.
wing blllow of despair, the sigh, tri
umphed upon the ruins of broken
heart. Bora in Poland, OF wealthy
English parents, she had from her in.
fancy been accustomed to one contina
al succession of pleasures ard amuse-
merits; bat fate determined that the
happy sceRe sboald end. At the early
age of fourteen, she was addressed by
a young Swiss Officer, ol0oble exirac.
ton, to when sac was united. She
now bade farewell to her parents, aud
her natal habitation; to seek, with her
husband, the romantic country oil Swift
zerland, in these delightful scenes, sa
cred to imagination and fancy, where
prolific nature had touched every OBJ
lcct with the pencil ST delicacy, she
could not be otherwise than happy; for
she loved even to devotion, and was
as devosedly loved Tame passed like
golden dream in the oEumbers OF
night, and the brilliant lumnary Of
the east arose every morning but to
scatter odorikrous flowers IN her path
Brilliant then was the sun of her heS
bands military glory, aud happy were
the days of Amelia Manson. Years
passed away; and now the thunders
Of war were rolling with awful fore
bodings along the distracted shores OF
Poland. Amdstthe political faction
aud intrigue, which divided that un
happy country, the Russian, Prusslan,
and Austrian banners were seen wa
wing Zninglius, the husband Of A
melIs, fed to the standard OF Poland,
i'll the enthusiastic hope OF gathering
immortal laurels; but be soon fell,
fighting desperately ander the banner
OF the brave kosclusko. He fell suro
rounded by halo of glory. From the
nature of a particular oiteuce to bis own
country, his possessions were c0ntis
Gated; aud the once happy Amelia was
left a wanderer in cold and unfeel.
ing world. In an hour of despair,
she determined TO seek her own ma
live shades; and, with heart weigh
ed down with grief, she babe adieo
forever TO the shores of switzerland.
- The sun was just sinking in
the waves of the western ocean, and
casting his last orange beams on the
face Of the water, when Amelia as.
renaed the lowering hill which over
looked her dear native valley. The
evening was calm and beautiful; the
birds were singingin the trees, and
al nature wore an aspect upon which,
fancy, in her wilder moeds, delights TO
we'll Seated on her summit ola rock
at the foot of which tumbleda water
fall. she listened for moment to its
wild murmurs that echoed through the
groves below, and indu.ged
. pleasing, though melancholy dream,
,f happier days. Far as her dark
blue eye could reach, her glance met
objects which had been dear TO her
and now her eye rested up.
III the gothic magniGcence OF the church
whose towering spire was rejecting
he last rays Of the setting sun, aud be
ore whose altar She had SO often bow
d the knee elaboration TO the great
Sovereign oflhe Universe. And now
he clouded, though once bright and
happy idea, tioated across her mind,
hat in that sacred sanctuary she had
been united to the man whom she low
cd, bot whose cold and bleeding brea asst
was inurned in the mausoleum of his
ancestors, swept forever from her de.
solate arms by the rapid whirlwinds
Of war Twenty years." said the
Amelia, "have gone down
he current ofeternity, since gather
ed flowers from this spot" AS the
asst word died upon her quivering lips,
he bright remembrance of parents,
home, and friends, rushed upon her
mind, ond raising her eyes and hands
to heaven, 10 the act OF supplication,
she burst into tears. They were the
tears which are sacred to memory; but
colby they fell! apon her widowed
heart. ooh! ye scenes OF nay child
hood" she cried, as she descended the
winding path to the valley, ''lf We are
,s dssoIata pc T,ox- hlaadtun and fallen