Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1828-04-26
POETRY.


bes leave To tender fiend une:ned thanks for
the god will she has manifested towards our III ME
publication.
LOFT COMPANIONS.
On. where are my companions who greeted me in youth
And where are thoee reyeFenced FOR wisdom, age, and
tai,h.
And whrc are those whose friendship, the token kindly
told.
TIE toy we see with pleasure when ourselves arc old.
How changed To me since childhood, Is every scene view
scarcely now seem breathing. the air That then drew.
Tnen every changing season, hut BROUGHT change Of bli,
And still the heart would question, What season equals th
Then all appeared elastic Coz being tl.en was young
Tho finme Of all creation, 10 ine seemed newly strung;
And Summer seemed as spring time, and Autumn was as
bright,
And Winter wore to childhood wedding be OF white.
How dear in recollection, thoc caIly scenes arise!
We felt ns If fnslness, peryadcd earth and skiea
Tie spirit of the morning. presided o'er tie day;
Aud youth and youthful gaincss,wa' boundcss in tssway
We spmnu from bed by day dawn at growing Of hc cock
Tia, merry morning minstrel, and ever fast Of clock,
And still "a me more wolcomn lively warning comes
rhan choicest clockworks Ginning, bugle note and drnm
E.ch breath we drew was bssm, each zephyr then was
ripe,
With health and Joyous feeling, and oxacy Of life.
We bounded DER tie hill -ie On tnsrancy we feast,
And only pause at sunrise, ,o gaze upon the east
Cefe that SUMS descending childhood seemed an age,
For only passing moments, TIE childish thought engage;
An hour appears season, Of various iedturdJ Joy;
And days longer eras an chdhoods thoughts employ
lIntiring and delig lhed We rovcd the fields afar,
Our feet with dcws all tied, hands tho hrss mar
The mingled juice Of bois and dewdrops bright We sip
And mnny broken berry hung, bleeding at our lip
pu, now pause In pathways then delighted irod,
notice there dainpncss, disting through the sod,
And then though DEVELOPS bhshcn the sveriros.cd
plains
think how dull they uicklc o'er heautys cold remains
win dews rs brightly ps,en, where CAROLINE is laid?
A,eve these raven rcss as greenly grows the blade
win spring give purple howrc to mock iat snowy brow'
All! sleep those dlk L,od eyelids, deatuul slunber
now.
TO me in tones how thrilling The Coronach you sung!
How soul inspired that music How angle toned that tongue.
Thou dwe eer IN that lonely home, snatch again tiit
flute,
Tic stool j. there the book il sethC harpsichmd mute
And mute the tongue reyer, that thea awoke glow
Which hence voice shall waken, muse bid US know
Last Of lovely lineage, Boston Ger Shall show,
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Tagl e WHO thus lmcris t!ee stranger To the train,
Nor followed at the funeral, empty pomp aud vain,
Till all was done and cn.ed, he fingered At the tomb
Oh Low each sod in falling gave, added weight To gtom!
few remaining seasons ho yet may walk the way
Who morns his gone CON-. nio's iien where ID lie uey
say!
7ln srng will all iielcs', the gadding breozes
blow,
And gay young ss he gliding, where roses wildly g'o".
How vain arc worldly follc. iiow sorrow weans fromn
Tlssc bright but fare acments, the yong is pleasure
call.
When pleasures e1y pahneTs,ac gathered to tie tomb
Il ,ives the world livery, e unsubsana gloon.
- how can lie bc dancing, who -eea within tic hall
OF carly hfr's comp ,nons M" one renl1lnS oil all.
Let youth lie s,i a season, of Eiaic's mlTttu' JOYS
But riper years lci ruason and paycr things employ
Amidst our northern winter, with hccncs; wind and cold,
Through clearea air and upst, yon heaven We behold;
And SO il Is in sorrow, that winter time OF life,
The Christians opc brightest in sorrows slenc Strife
ORILIO.