Richmond enquirer. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1815-1867, 1833-07-19
POETRY.
doom the Ntlc York Mirror }

(fiom me .Netc Y0fk .uirr0r)
We have tins wees the pleasure OF presenting TO the
A'nercan pubic another original com ibu,oh from Miss
Kemhle. Il accompanied 10y a letter, not intended
ilr publication iom which, however, venture 90 make
ing OF ho lnrs. For doing solicit the inlulg ence
Of tic fir and accomplished auhorcss whom we ten.
der Our grateful acknowledgements Tor her Kindness in so
frequently enrching the Mirror with the lovely creations
70 The Editors IF The .Nt,c Yo,k Mirror.
GENTLEMEN; shall be most happy il the lines send
YOU meet your opprobAlcn and answer your purpose.
nave chosen them because they inspired by one
OF the most beautiful water that think be
io"u, even in this world OF lovely and glorious rivers;
and suppose it may Be agreeable TO Americans to
read The very sincere II not the very adequate homage
wuch stranger pays their romantic scenery, than de-
sc,ipions which have no home interest to recommend
them.
" YOU could have seen me at the moment Of inditng
these lines, think you would have been amused had
purposed riding out TO the Ws>ihccon, an Indian name
Tor beautiful stream Philadelphia synilync, | am
tcd, the pheasant water had lust explored enough
OF its beauties the previous day be anxious
return; but circumstances occurred 10 prevent my doing
so. ahd the following lament bears the little
philosophy with which endured the Disappointment
The obstacles 10 my ride, however, were reinoved-I
revisited several times my dvorte haunt, aud have only
10 nope that some portion OF my delight and happiness
while there, and OF my vivid impression OF its loneliness
may nave found its way into my
did not know what is the usual number Of minutes al
ioued TO an impomptu but this written in ess than
pan on hour; and now that it is going put forth de-
fec's 10 The world think this may appear perhaps you
some excuse Tor them.
Once more hope my lines NAV answer your purpose
snd wish they were better worth your acceptance. Pray
believe NE, gentlemen, yours, very sincerely,
FRANCES ANNE KEMBLE.
LAMENT.-Br Miss FANNY KrmnLr
Wmhit. merry, slccso@o now;
Aud tho green boughs beck'ning mo,
ia whcro tho wild flowers grow
muy not 20, may
TO where tho , %iG wSodao% %em blow;
In prison ircar
Oh heavy IT,, WI on we
The busy mil. wheel, round nd round
Goes uining with its reckless sound
Aud DER the dam tho waters How
And deep and day, away they glide
4 fSsy al na aSS %ay say,
,,s Come s,l sssss into =. sun. aud .,,ny
To where the gold green rur
An piiterins in the summers sun,
And leap iiom off the dam below
Ia ,o.s w1i d., Of boiling boiling .gyo's,
mus, stay here
Oh heavy life wcnr on yyo,r m
Would God wctt done
The sof spring wind goes passing b.
Tive clouds ,rooping through tho sky
Th .@ aDi "%" . Ia some %s S sy rGS
And all of them, with gento voice.
them to stay
Tho blessed, lNe-loag, summers day.
I may go may not 60
iWhrie Tie sweet tcoa,h5"s Spring wind. blow
Aco.. The holy, deep, blue Sky;
Comes down, like a still ,ho~'r OF light
In prison dear:
Woui GGI hat Iou % %o W Gomo on
Oh! that were Thing with wings!
bird that in May hedge sings!
l2oely hcahrI-6Tll that swi"sa
o, G Sgs% s% 'iiiy " .ln! aI .i .;oao
With son, thick, starry o'ersrown,
Round which the waters glide