The Wilmingtonian, and Delaware advertiser., 1827-04-12
For tic Hilmingionian.
ODE TO sERxN &.
INscRIp1D TO MARY.

HAIL! gentle spring, thy infant nowrcts now
Qncc more arc opening in perennial births
1hy lovely offspring TO the zephyrs bow,
Which long had slumbcr'd i'll cold sterile
earth.
Yes beautcous spriag! love thy sylvan reign,
Thou hast no tcrrurs like the mondrch flown;
At thy approach all nature blooms again,
And smiling beatty claims thee Us her own
l'hy little herslds with mclodioia song,
Proclaimed the truth of tyrant Wmir gone
And Joy would bil still swcctcr notes prolong
Tie pleasing tidings thou vert Fastening on.
Yes-sec the lowly violcts spread
Thertcndcr foliage, aud their cups Of blue;
While from their breasts pleasing fragrance
shed,
And fearless drink the balmy evening dew
And yon lone tree, all dcsulatc and barre
mark d It's blight, and thought its time was
But 10, it buds!-t will thy bounty share,
IL has thy blessing, and will bloom once more
Sweet season--tho short Thy visit here,
Yet thou viii many Aorrowlng heart hegulle;
rhy peaceful calm can sooth affections tear,
And porerty itself viii often smile.
VIVA, haples, mrrads OF the wretchcd poor,
Will hail ,hy coming with internal Glee;
No longer forced 10 beg from door to door,
Their ssreAgt&, ,hcirh pes arc both renew'd in
thee.
And thou, sweet stream, tiat pensive glides a.
long
Thy rugged bed, mcandc,ins finds lis ways
Thou w',o hast gaccd full many potFS song,
Shall brightly bloom in sweet luxurianl dltY.
Thy lofty hills crown'd with majestic oak,
Ihy vcrlant lawns, and fragrant laeads below,
Thy tow'rinc rocks, which time has never broke,
Around whose base the moss-shrub towiet4
grow
AN, all, dear Rrandywine, shall send
A blooming tribute to thy stream TO iavri
And in thy bosom, with sweet union blend,
Reflect their bcau .es from thy lucid wave.
Yes, lovely stream, soon will thy margins be
\ The fond recipients of those gifts coubin'd;
But I, alas! thy brightness may not see,
But in the vision Of sorrowlng mind
All, no--for soon ! so to live
In other paris--in ether climes to be;
Dear scenes Of youth, yet will ever give
My hearts bcs, feelings, and my thoughta t'
thee
Mary, wilt thou perinit me here
To draw a n,oyoi from this humble lay
And should it urge coir'c'ton' silent tear,
Oh. wipe not then that silent tear away
Thou art dear girl, now in the bloom OF youth
Thy Spring is opening with luxus.ant charms
As vet, thou art the fayour'd child OF ifWh,
And thy young heart'sa stranger to alarms
f Yet deem not thus thy hiict days viii end
| The world is cold, is streachcrous, nStncerei
o, never never on It's fdh depend,
. twill pierce thy SOUL and call aiiict'on's tear
Then trust it not--.for there are Ills in life
Umthought OF now that thou wilt have 10 mee'
For Rates uncrring and destructive knie
Oft snaps our pleasures when they are mo-
sweet.
J All then. be wisc,--an. now in life's younS da!
Ere E0Ny's banc its poison shall imparti
O snatch the weeds OF ranking vice away
, And plant the seeds OF p'tue IN tliy heafe'
There let them bloom--and when thy b"mnaeF
DER,
7 If weeds of gttiH shall not have m'sTled M
4 Thy .P4tunn then Will but enripen more
e The sacred fruit Of Piety within
/ and when from earth thy spirit shall remove,
Borne on the swiftncss of an angels wing,
Transplanted hence, in yon pure soil above,
1 Thou'lt blossom, A.ary, i'll Eternal Spring!
BRANDywlNE MINSTREL.
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