Richmond enquirer. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1815-1867, 1833-05-24
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JEANNE MORRISON.

Two wandcr't east, I've wanJvI'd west,
Through mOny weary way;
But, ncvcf never, can forget
Tho luvo o'lire's young day
The IRE that's blawn On Biliaue o'on,
MAY weel bo black gin yulo
But blackor ia awaits the heart
Where first fond luvo grows culo.
q dear, dcar Jeannic Morrison,
The thochts o. bygano years
Sill fling their shadows over my path,
Aud blind my WI tears
They bud my wi saul, saul toa,s,
Aud sair aud sick Pine,
AS memory idly summons up
Tho blitho blinks ~ langsync.
Twas thon wo luyit ilk i,hor weo
Twas then twa did part
Sweet ume-sad time. iva BARNS at schulz,
iva BARNS, aud but anc heart,
Twas thou wo sat ON 40 laigh hiuk,
To lcir ilk ithor lcar;
Add iouOs, and looks, and smilcs wsro shed,
Remembered mair.
wonder, JEANNE, alton yot
When sitting that blink,
Check toucbin' check, loot lock'h In loot,
What our weo hoads could think.
Whom bath bent doun over au braid page,
WIZ ae bulk knee,
Thy lips were on thy lesson, but
My lesson was In thee.
. mind ye how we hung our heads,
How checks brent rod wi shame,
We coek'd thcgither hanlo
And mind yo o. tho Saturdays,
CHE schulz then shail't AT noon,)
Whom we ran all to spool the bIaos-
The broomy bTaes % June.
My head rims round and round abost;
My heart flows like a soa,
AS ane by auc the thocht, rush back
" schule-timo and o thee.
On mornn' life oh, mornin' luve
oh, lichtsome days aud lang,
When hinnied hopes around our hoaI,s
Like simmer blossoms, sprang!
o mind yo, luve, how att wo Ion
The doaNiu' dinsomo touu,
To wander by tho green burnside
Aud hear its water Groom;
The simmer leaves hong over our heads
The flowers burst round our foot,
And in the cleaning - the wood
Tho tmossil whusslit sweet.
The thtossil whusslii IN tho wud
The burn sung to the trees,
And We with natures heart in tune
Concerted harmonies;
And on the knowc abune tho burn,
For hours thcgither sat
In the silontncss 20 Joy, till bath
WI vera gladness graf!
Aye, aye, dear Joannio Morrison
Tears uikcd doun your cheek,
Like dew boads on "a rose. yet name
Had ony power To speak
That was a time, blessed time,
When hoarts woro frcsh and Young,
Whom freely gush'd all feelings forth
Unsylabled--unsung.
marvel, Joonnio Morrison
Gin hao been to thee
As closely twined wi earliest thochts
As 80 haze been TO me!
oh! tell me gin their music fills
Thine car as it does mine
oh! say gin Ger your heart grows siit
WI dtoamings o iangsyno?
lve wanderd cast, Pve wandord west,
Pve borne a weary lot;
But III my wandeTings, far near,
Ye mover were forgot.
The fount that first burst fiao this hoa,t
Still travels on its way;
And channels deeper IA it rims
The iuvo o. lilo's young day
dear, dear JEANNE Morrison,
Since we were sinderd young,
I've never seen your fhco, nor heard
Tho music o. your tongue:
But could hug all wretchodncss,
And happy could dee,
Did but ken your heart still drcam'd
o. bygano days and mo
poemthe beautifully natural tho most elegantly
the most Teploe with tender aud mouul association
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