Lynchburg Virginian. [volume] (Lynchburg [Va.]) 1829-185?, 1831-03-14
POETRY.
FOR TIE VIRGINlAN.


,z.ou writers and newspaper essay,sis,
..;auy those ofthe sentimental tribe, are
= ~, ,,,cb in the habit OF beginning with
,,o.e and ending with poetry. Inc suhlee' Is
r,.azt commonly triie, as the manner OF treating
IA dull. Some dear girl IS desperately III
,oss win a Young .4donis, and he,crdel wretch
,fe,s her TO pine away aud SINK INTO an oh-
,,mely grave, simply because he never d'sco'
cred her passion or some Sirephon ~ despair
h.ngs himself on account of Lucinda, n wear
nv accomplished Dung lad, who 0bslinhleif
renses hi. addresses, because Ike his uiograPn-
., he i, pour, stupid aud melancholy
such a writer, afier he has gotten tai,ly into
ff.sn4iect (often no easy task makes heqaeh,
T.,rs Al the pathetic OF the Sublime ih,ows
.,aI orrn.iouaiI,, Two or three ii"es ot poetry,
.hich III not of his own maxi give momeh.
,.rv plsam Of light, and then leave hnn 10
hI,o5sr on in darkness. A. last, alter hard
Tshor he ronses himself into something Ike an
inalton HIS sentences areGo shorter, anu
,,e more aud more crowded WITH mtrrhcllons
- n,rla,nAtions, 'tll from Distracted pro IL
,.m,in.o perfect doggeIel just that sorl OF
,.,,,ty !, hich the country classes call mighiy
,.si. Now all This is about lbs delIghtiul
IN were TO drag me- TIT orgh Dog and then
4v a.ay with me 10 the top al "A pyramid oil
,ol,s,rs leaving me there 10 get down IN the
fesiway could.
These remarks are intended as preface 10
.n1t,le for too mean to tell one bul | snail
iny,tt the order observed by the " ute's descii.
led above. They tell long, Gull stories mime
.bsN bs short and lively. They write pri0cl-
pally conce ming love aud surios : my hero has
n1 been ~ love ibese seven yeats, hnd Is never
,,uy except when he is hungry. 1h,irsiories
6efln in bog, and end Oh the pinnacle oi a
pyfamid : mine shall begin On the top. and i
/ no,ssss a sutlioiency vi NEGATIVE gtnius b, all
dp,. end to that BeotIau swamp whence thehs
commonly CONNIE n &c.
Though FIoras locks are wet with showers,
Her fingers chilled wlth eaIly dew.
cue bresthes upon The limid flowers,
And pants theli thousand Coluls new,
With richer tinls Aurora glows,
A softer azure dyes the sky
lsbalmy sweets the ORCHARD throws
ID every breeze thai @hispcrs by.
Whle spring in bushes rosy red
Nith pausIng steps steals slowly on,
Ui let me Careless wandering tread
Inc sunny hill or dow cry lawn.
ETagent from his noon day throne
hhtn PneOus darts bis ii rcef rays,
Layme where chr and grottos lone
LIclude the tcryur OF hs bldze.
The Woodland song shall soo,he nv rest;
The murmuring lapse OF distant streams
Drive cares and sono~s from my breast
Ill mnslng fingers lnto dred"s.
les, warrant you said Molly in a tone
somes hers between "A Squea and growl. You
would s'eep sound enough ,iii called You to
dmner You are Il good lot noihins lazy
hing, TO let your poor wife and children scuiile
and tug oar veiy hearts ouI, aud you not do
haads urn Always listening u the ulrds,
lDoiiag at blossoms or fast asleep in the shade,
When YOU ought 10 he pioughing Tor
You never plant or cora III, June,
Aud often not So suuD
What good does all ,oir silly poetry do
you II urtner clothes the back nor makes
ihs 20, boil Sally want, apetilcoai aud Dick
ashft, and where they are 10 come Hom the
dear knows
My dear ! said Reuben, YOU put me out.
had almost flushed beautiful Setse lei me
.ag II 10 you;
Beyond the flaming bound q, space
Where light aud darkness sweeuy seer,
There Is a land
land OF fools hike yourself roared Molly.
Lazy beast never loved on in my life Sal
lg bring the basket OF potatoes here. We
must cut them up. and maybe your daddy
will help US plant them after he takes his nap
out IN the old Cave aud eats his diuuPr.
JABEZ.