Constitutional Whig. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1824-1832, 1831-09-15

MISCELLANEOUS.
From the Nec York Mercantile Advertiser.
FITZ GREENE HALLSCK.
NO copy In our columns TO day poem in In
measure of Burns Mountain Daisy, from The mo-
,, 81 'his gentleman. 1t appeals originally in tn
Mirror OF this week Mr.. Halleck il pcrb,ns III
only Amorcan poet who may be considered 3,
ee"ertS. ho is original in his thoughts, and pc
cuhariy so IN his mode of expression No write
mas over boen happier in connecting n delicate vel,
OF humor with subjects of sentiment and feclinu
&c nave often thought of expressing opinio
ot TINS Sont'cman's productions ut length hut q
lhcr avocations, and tho usually crowded state a
our columns, have hitherto prevented it. We ma
hereafter be enabled tn do this, and we shall eptc
upon the subject with much pleasure The pro
iuction which has led to those remarks. nossessc
uch OF It's authors peculiar taste and fine fancy
ana we commend il to the attention of our readers
ne Mirror is fortunate in being tho medium thrc
which the occasional productions OF this writer ar
introduced to the public; they arc recherche nm,
're always sought for with avidity by readers o
While on this subject, we should notico nm ,eccs
ion to the Editorial Department OF tho Mirror i,
he person of Mr.. N. p Wilis.-This gentleman il
'1tcnsivcly and advnntagcously known as write
10Th IN poetry and prose. Tho Monthly Magazine
a'eiy edited by Mr.. Willis, and which was con
iucted with good deal of talent, is now united
o tie Mirror.
A POETS DAUGHTER
Written for Miss ... at tho reouest of her f,tbor
MR HALI.EcK.
ga LADY asks the minstrers rhvmsr
a lady asks2 There was time
Whom, musical az play bells chino
To wearied boy,
That sound would summon dreams ,ublim.
Of pride and joy.
but now the spoil hath lost it's sway.
Lite's first born fancies first decay,
Gone arc tho plumcs and pcnnons gay
OF young romance;
There hngcr but her ruins gray
And broken lance.
''T'hs is world" so Hotspur said,
For "tiltng ps'' and '.nrammcts' made,
no longer in loves myrtle shade
My thoughts recline-
I'm busy in tho cotton trade,
And sugar line.
''Tis youth, tits beauty asks-the green
land growing leaves of seventeen
care round her; and, half hid, half seem
"a violet flower:
"Nursed by tho virtues she hath boon
"From childhood's hour"
Blind PASSIONS picture-yet for this
We WOO the lifelong bridal kiss,
And blend our every hope OF bliss
18th hers we love;
II q
In Edcn's grovci
Reauty-thc fading rainbows pride,
Youth-'twas the charm of her who died
At dawn, and, by her coffin's side,
grandsirc stands;
Age-strengthened, like tho oak storm-tried,
OF mountain lands.
Youths coflin-hush the tale il tells!
Be silent, nemory's funeral bells.
Lone in my heart her home IL dwells
Untold till death,
And where the gravc-mound greenly swclls
Der buried faith,
'tBut she who asks has rank and power
'And treasured gold, and banner'd tower,
"a kingdom tor her marriage dover,
'Broad as seas and lands;
Armies her train, throne her bower,
"a queen commands,'
A quccn1 Earth's regal suns have sci.
Where pcrishd Marie Antoinette2
Where's Bordeaux's motherI whore the Jet
Black Hayticn dame7
And Lusittania's coronet7
And AngOucmel
Empires today are upside down,
The castle kneels before the town.
The monarch fears printers frown,
A brck-bats range
Give me, in preference to d crown,
Five shillings change.
"Another asks-though first among
The good, the beautiful, the young,
''The hirth-right of spell more strong
ethan these hath brought her;
''She is your kinswonian in song,
"a poets daughtcr.''
a poets daughter? Coald claim
The consanguinity of fame,
Veins of my intellectual frame,
Your blood would glow
Proudly, to sing that gcntest nane
OF aught below!
A poets daughter! Dcarer word
Lip hath not spoke, nor listener heard;
Fit theme for song of bee nd bird
From morn till even,
And wind-harp, by the breathing stirred
OF stRr-lit heaven.
Ny spirits wings veak-the fire
Poetic comes but to expire,
Her naFne needs not my humble Tyre
To bid it live;
She hath already from her sire
All bard can give.
Augusi 3d. 1891.
On the 9th July last, sumptuous cntortsinm en-
was given at the Lord Mayors Mansion house
Tondop to Lord John Russell The ord Oh, n