Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1828-06-07
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CALANrHE-THE PARTING.

The stars shone forth in beaven--ile moon went up
Among yon sea of worlds, a. glorously
A. sho were empress there Her silver beans
Csu,e down upon the brow ofiny CaIaniho
And kiss'd it in their wantoniiess Her cufls
SO darkly beautiful, threw back the glance
OF pale Diana, gushing fount,
filings lack the Daylight sporting mid i,s foam
We met beside river. Twas on wont
To sit upon is banks In summer eve,
And drink in rapluIo fro'n eaeh others looks--
To throw aside our Inem'ries Of the past
Our foars Of stern futudtv--and dwell
In holy confidence, and holier love,
Upon the heetng present. The dark world
It's shadows and iti sunshine-its false hopcs-
And faiser expectations were forgot.
Wo gazed upon each other, and we felt
That the wild kiss Of impulse the dcep ganoe,
Ttrough which the soul eapingthe strong throb
Which swelIs the thrilling boson,--and tho clasp
or vein dilaied fingers, uter'd more
Than worlds Of trio and ord eloqlcnce.
But now-we met to bid a sad farewell!
no clasp each other In a wild embrace,
To shrek in agony that fearful word,
VIII. il sovors the bear's fhrcs twas Junei
And evenings incense, breathing from the dew
Just Us Ii kissed its musings, the wild flowers,
Cane sWeCtly fOitn upon Tue LcP'yi ""b
The pearl upon the clover, OF the leaves
or the unfolding roses tembicd not,
So lightly were they annd by the sott winds,
Wantoing DER the lloweTs and among
The tresses Of Caantle. We were mute!
The slight white hand Of that transcendant girl,
Was burning on my forehead. Her pale cheek,
Was iusl'd with fever, and her languia eye
Betrayed the agony within her soul.
raz,d upon her features watchd
Their fearful changes, as mother marks
Tho symptoms Of convusion in child.
ON ro,'d the Moon In heaven. Caanthe grew
Paier than marble, and the diamond dews
Hung trembling her temples tho WINGS
Grew strongcr tanning her uSuriant hair,
In wild confusion o'er her marble brow.
Her respiratious quicken'd, and her eyes,
Those eloouenty beautiful blue eyes,
riash'd wilder tim their won't The gentle girl,
Threw back her giancing lrcsscs md +'e gazed
With sed and steadfast earnostness upon
Her sad companion. Burning thoughts arose
Win my imsginings. kiss'd her brow,
Her eyes-thcir lids and ashes-uad dwst
A I'M meDt Of insanity, upon
Her angel lips
And must We part Calanthef
A gusb Of tears camc rckins o'er her Checks
Ay-pure and soul dlstild-but birmingham.
What. weeping love nay-do not-do not weep
Il may not be forever-nay, ii shall nos
Curses upon the destiay that doons,
Our hearts asunder. Weep no more Caianthe-
Oh, weep no more my gentle one, but cling
Ay. eIing-thus fond and thus devotedly,
Unto my bosom. ThOa canst do no wrong
N,y--ono SO pure aud innocent as thou,
Were never fonn'd fJr sin. Then do no, shrink,
That oufoli thee u,us--and tIus-and thus,
Unto my thrilling soul. Harm thee Calanthe'
Nay, not for poridsi Come let me kiss away
Thosc pearls that gem tho lds-tle snowy lids,
THAI In palo envy half conceal thine eyes!
Now smile Calanthe-onc delicious sahc,
Anbo' rs night, that smile will make Il day
'Ts well-ris well Calanthe, thou hast smiled!
And nov--ono wild cmbnce--ono thrilling kis-
One fond, and deep, nyiolable oath
Another kks--one tnore-h Is the Last
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