Phenix gazette. [volume] (Alexandria [D.C.]) 1825-1833, 1829-06-19
From The Boston Courier

Yes, am changed; and really, Mary,
marvel thou hast yet to learn
How strangely human hearts will vary
amid this dark and cold sojourn.
The orld would be happy one,
n grown.up men could ape the boy,
And ripened intellect bow down
To trife with a childish toy;
Il maihood's spirit never knew
The promptings of that lofuorfeehng,
Which bids US stand erect and view
The shrine at which our youth was kneeiing,
And curl the lip and bend the brow
At lisping tones and pensiSe beauty,
And reconcile the broken vow
With notions Of = sterner duty.
But the world changes sadly, Mary
Its early love--its stronger PASSION
It's sympathies and friendships vary
As often AS thy bonnets fashion!
And We may love u little while,
Ere vet the heartless world begin
To write upon affection's smile
The passages of shame and sin:
Yet what awaits the feverish beam,
That dinmed with tears, mus, shortly iade
vaini-ss the desert sieeper's dream
of fountains gushing IN the shade,
When broadly TO his waking eye
The parched and arid sands are spread
The deadly Siroc creeping by
The hot sun glaring over head
have grown serious.-and my theme
More sentimental Than amusing,
Aud half I fear that II will seem
Too sorrowIul for Thy perusing
Then truce to care--let others tell
Their tales OF vanished love and sorrow
4 bid the shrouded past farewell,
And welcome with smile tomorrow.
The idle world shallnever hear
Of feelings which the heart should bury,
Nor holow.hesr.ed strangers sneer
A; bOyhood's visions--shouid they, Diary
No, let the whining poet sing
His Sorrows to the moon-shine still,
n mine the prouder task to Hing
Defiance IN the face of Ill;
To temper the collected mind
aut-urexs the srer sJ carry t@Hnreti'
By youthful forms and old Romances.
IN learn to be q cuisines man.
And think of sales and speculstions-
Discuss, at length, the Raii.koad Plan,
And talk about our trade relations
Drive a steel pen ia politics,
Goad the dull statesman to his duty
Expose the office-seeker's tricks,
And strip Corruption Of its booty.
Mary! leave thee to the Joy
Which youth, and love, and hope can cherish
Oh! how unlike the Maynard boy,
The memory of whose love must perish!
Yet, thou hast praised his idle rhymes,
And words Of very fondness spoken,
Whose memory rests on evil times,
Like moonlight on wave that's broken.
But what OF ths--thy heart may bear
Awhile the trace of emotion,
But none will linger longer there,
Than keeLtrscks on the level ocean.
And thou wilt dress thee for the ball,
And part Thy dark locks from thy brow,
And let their shadowy richness fall
In beauty on Thy neck of snow
And other ewes will follow thee
As fondiy as my own have done,
Anu other forms win bend the knee,
ike Persisns t. their idol sun!
And thou wilt smiIe-snd Youthful hearts
VIII quicken in thy presence then,
And hardly, from thy winning arts,
Will turn the sober minds of men.
And thou wilt lay thy Euclid by
To talk of marriage, love and lsces,
Lest study dim the laughing eye
And intellect eclipse the graces.
Friend of my boyhood fare thee we'll
The hight of song" is waning now
AID inspiration scorns 10 dwell
Upon nv broken fiddle.bow;
And am cas- another NAM
The freshness OF whose hope has fed
An iller in Gfe's CARAVAN
A scribbler for my daily bread.