Richmond enquirer. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1815-1867, 1831-03-10
{" Muon yErREMAiSs rH,use.'
From the sismeso Twins, by tho author of Pelham
To THE GRAVE


Prom the sismoso Twins, by tho author OF Pelham
To THE GRAVE
"Hearkcn, o Gravel beneath my lying;
Ucarken-my heart shall speak to thoc!
know not whose tho dust supplying
Thy red and creeping progeny:
No stone is there; tho swa,hing willow
Cuttuins alone the sweeping pillow.
But boots IL who that couch may claimf
Thy honilies remain the same!
Aud round thee vibtates the uusolid
Aud soft air with moral deep;
And voices vaguo aud disembodiod
Ger thee a fearful vigil keep.
Preacher and prophet, 10 imbibe
Thy lore, itself tho spirit hushcth,
And swirl and noiselcssly tribe
or dreams into tho silence rusheth.
But dreams like his whose burning lips
hevcapd tho dread Apocalypse,
Chasing, though in n uoublous mirror,
The dim bot starry truths OF fate,
Weird shadows of that world Of terror
Or love, to which thou art the CATO"
A VIsIoN OF Low
"Ero the end DO .aincd, what
But half caught visions haunt tho sight
Rack into shade the vision shrinks,
But not its memory of delight
Flock thousand dim aud fairy feelings,
Love only wakes, our spirit o'cr
Vaguo thoughts We fam would call resoalngs,
The stars grow lovclier than bofo'ei
From our safth's clay, cloud is driven,
And We gaze oftener on the heaven.
There the soft instinct seems o win 20;
Something new kindlcd, stirs within usf
The lesser and tho lower aims
or life the ennobcd heart disclaips;
The fefvor in his very faults
Rehnes, and mellows, and e1als!
Possession may content tho ftamo,
And calm, nay haply qucli, the flame,
But those wild visions and aspirings,
The Embodied, dream-lil dim dcsiriogs-
They shuu all earthler fTuition!-
T'hey speak an uncompletcd doom!
They mutmur at the clay's condition,
And pine within to the tomb!
Yes! love brings something more than love-
prophet and divine impression,
That that which yearneth here, above,
Shall not BIO all denied possession
Though dormant in tho secret breast
Through the harsh toll aud grinding strife,
And sluggish sleep, that okc tie rest
or ths long acts OF motley life;
Though dormant, may tho guest divine
Lurk In its lone disculluted shrine;
(For us our gloomy way we grops,
We ask but light from earthly hope,
Meier seeking, and but darkly seeing,
The inward glory Of our bcng0
Al once 1t wakes and breathes aud moves.
The instant that our nature loves
No! never human lover knew
passion deeply felt and true;
Aud did not, his love declined,
Feel tho immortal OF tho mind;
Feel how, unseen and still, wo cherish
That SoHsthiRg never doomed to perish.
And own tho homeward-Pning sigh
or the pont exile of tho sky"
A FAREWELL PARTING.
l do Tot say, be trun to mo-
know hat deed and tender hoart
only tell thee, Live to SEQ
How lov'd, how truly lov'd, thou art'
Ali! what years to those whose thought
Can bear them DER tho gulf OF spaced
BY grief itself my soul hath bought
The right 10 ny to thine embraced
Mothinks, IL when, ouco more we meet,
The form be bowed, tho locks be thin
IT'S but thy welcome eyes to greet,
To light Youths lamp moro within!
Age Is not made for us! No! all
The past defes its whitening BREATH
The SHOWS OF Time on Love may fall,
And only warm the soil beneath.
Well, weep-weep on! for hearts like ours
MethInks tits sometimes wise to woep'
For If our love had flowed DER flowers,
II neer had been stream deep!"
To JULIET THoUGHr AT NIGHT.
SIN yondsr tapHr's waning light,
An image my heart sooi
II burns amid lonely night
Its life the love of thee.
The steadfast light its passion takes,
But slowly wastes vile it LUNGS,
And while my very liid it makes,
My life itself Consumes"