The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1826-11-23
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From the Delaware Gazette.
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A few years since left Philadelphia in
packet to return home to the scenes OF
my childhood. On board was young
III IN, an ntinrnte of mine, who was to be
set on shore opposite to Wilmington. II
was one of those beautiful mornings in
May, when nature walks forth in silver
slippers and strews the earth with flowers
To mind naturally inclined to poetry, the
sub.inlies ana soIitudes OF nature cfcate
a grandeur of thought which no language
can describe. The sun was rising with
spcndor from the bosom Of the eastern
ocean, and throwing his r3sy and golden
light around the circuit OF the heavens
We hoatcd slowly down the river, and OBJ
served the sleeping msts as they rose
from the cradle Of the deep. Night fled
dixie spirit of darkness from the gates OF
heaven-the ,.erald of the day walked
forth in glory. Rosseau says, Il man may
live a thousand years in n quarter of IN
hour, and appeared to verify it, Igazed
upon the lovely banks of the Delaware
with all the poetic enthusiasm IF youth.
ful heart. The meadows and the hills
were arraycd in lively green, and the but.
tercup and daisy enamelled the beautiful
gardens of nature. Sir Joshua Reynolds
found that in studying the paintings OF
Raphael he had no taste for them, but the
pencil Of the sublime painter of nature
pleasos every eye. To rove in the roman
tic scenes Of solitude where the lark pours
her song of praise 10 heaven, md the
primrose and cowslip throw forth from
their dewy leaves the incense of sweet
ness, was always delightful to my mind.
Seneca says "that Of all smells no smell
is ;hc best SMELL" but cannot agree with
the philosopher; for tho pure oxygen OF
flowers cxhlirates the mind and adds a
charm 10 tho romantic scenes OF nature.
The sun was travelling down the wes-
tern fields Of azure in dazzling glory,
when we had arrived opposite the mouth
of the Brandywine. Tie day had been
warm, but the evening brcezes had come
out from the sylvan cells, and were sport
ing on the bosom of the wavy waters.
cast my eye in the distance and beheld
the beautiful town of Wilmington, scat
tered on the acclivities OF the hill, where
the red beams ofthe sun were streaming
upon the glittering spires. The fat cattle
were rcposing ON the green beds Of the
vallies, and the birds were singing their
evening hymn in the great church of ma
turc, I listened with delight as the hum OF
Wilmington alternately swcllcd aud died
upon my ear, and my heart pulsoted with
gratitude to that Being who had given INC
so much plcasu Nothing would salts
fy my young friend but that must 90 ia
Wilmington and see the girls. 1--WE
have beautiful girls there said he, and
you will be delighted" Prcpossessed III
favor of the visit, paid the great Bccl.
zcbub' Ia fellow on beard to hoist out the
bon, and set us ON shore. II was soon ac.
complishcd, and found myself or the
most beautiful spot in Delaware. WAN
dering little distance, we came in con
tact with the most interesting scene l cv.
or witnessed. and which my pen can bal
icebly describe. A young woman, arra'
ycntly eighteen years Of age, was cling
ing to the arm, and kneelng before Q
young man in tho agony of gricE In hcI
arms she hcld little child, aud scycra
persons were standing round. affected a
the sight. She was pleading with him Is
remain, and not leave her and her poo,
child She reminded HIM of his promise
dnd her forlorn condition. She told hin