Constitutional Whig. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1824-1832, 1829-07-21
THE ANCESTRAL SONG.

!, hong d,s,urb'd your mind,-
l'.r your pcricc, peace is signed; F
Il, itrn tide 'tyviNt night aud day,
III. your moan and come away
Observation-Disclosures of Malf.
Tharc faint SOUNDS Of weeping; fear and gloom
And III right vigil in stately room
OF Cliatillous old halls:--rIch odours there
iIlld the proud chamber as with Indian air,
And soft light fell. from lamps of silver thrown,
On Jewels that with raubow-lustrc shone
Over gorgeous couch: there emeralds gleanld,
And deeper crimson from the ruby stream'd
rhan in the heart leaf of the rose is set,
Hiding from sunshine: Many u carkauet
Starry with diamonds, MAN. burning chain
OF the red gold, shed forth radiance vain
Aud sad and strange. the canopy beneath,
Whose shadowy curtain. round bed of death,
Hung dropping solemn y:-for there one lay,
Passing from all earth's glores fast away
Amidst those queenly treasures:-rhey had been
Gift II hcr Lord, from fIr-oir Paynim lands,
\ nd for his sake, upoD their orient sheen
She had gazed tondiy. and, with faint, cold hands.
ttad pressed to her auguid heart once more.
Netting in chilt-like tears:--But this was DER
Loves last yam clinging unto lie; and
\ mist OF dreams was towering DER her brow
Her eve was find. h''r spirit seemd removed,
Though not fron, earth, from all it knew loved,
Ear Tar away:--hcr handnaid. watch d around,
IN awe, that lent to each low, midnigb sound
y might, mystcry and the quvering light
at wind-sway'd lamps, made spectral i'll their sight
'''c forms OF buried beauty, sad, yet far,
tictIlHg along the walls, with braid hair,
Long IN The dust grown dm:-And re. too, saw,
But with the splits eye ofraptured awe,
Those pictured shapes;--a bright, but solemn train
beckoniag, they iioatcd DER her dreamy brain,
'|uthe' N divncr hues: while on her car
Strange voices fell, which none besides mnirt hen
Sweet, yet profoundly mour,,ui, as the sigh
~ Winds DER ,,arp- strings through midnight sl,C
MD thus, it scen'd, in that low thrilling tone.
IA ancestral Shadows ca'ld away their own.
Come come, como!
Long thy ttintn9 soul hath vrarn'd
For the step that ne'er returnd;
Long thine anxious ear hath s.cnd.
tad thy WatChiul eye hath elistcn'd
With the hope, whose parting strife
Shook the flower. leaves from thy life.
Now the heavy day is DONE
Home awaits thee, wearied ono,
Come, come, come
From tie quenchless thosghts that burn
Tn the seali hearts lonely urn;
From the coil NJ mamurv's chain.
Wound about the throbhinr brain;
From the veins OF sorrow deem
Winding through the world Of sleep:
From the haunted halls and bowers
ihroig d with ghosts Of happier hours
Come, come, come!
On our dim and distant shore
Aching love is felt more.
IPe have lov'd with earth's cyccss--
Past is now that WEAKNESS
We have wept, that weep not now
Calm is each once throbhng brow
We have known the Dreamcr's woes
All is now one bright repose
Come, come. come
Weary heart that long hast bled
i.anguid spirit, dropping head,
Restless memory, vain regret,
Filming love whose light is set,
Come away 49, It's hush d, It's well,
Where by shadowy ounts we dwell
All the fever thirst is stilld,
All the air with peace is filed
Come, come, come
And with her spirit rapt in that wild lay,
She pass Il, as twilight melts to night, away