The Arkansas advocate., 1834-01-10
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 LovE-BF eoLERIDGE. All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers ot Love,
 And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do Live OCT again that happy honr, When midway on the mount lay
 Beside the ruin'd tower. The moon-shne, stealing OCT the scene, Had blended with the lights oi eve; And she was there, my hope, my Joys
 My own dear Genevieye. She leant against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood aud iisien'd d to ny iay,
 Amld the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, Ny hope! my joy. my Geneyieye! She loves me best, whence sing
 The songs that make her grieye. play'd soft and dolefnl air, sang an old and moving story An old rude sung, tha. suited well
 That ruin wild and hoary. She isten'd with fitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace; For well sine knew, l could not choose
 But gaze upon iier face. Jtold her of the Knight that wore Upon his shield burning brand; A,d tkat r,r tan tanr vps1ra 10 yynnpi
 The Lady of the Land. l told her bow he pined: and ali. The deep, the low. the pleading tone With which sang aaother's love,
 Interpreted my own. She listen'd with Hitting blush, With downcast eyes, and modest grace; And she for-aye ne, that l gazed
 Too fondly oa her face. But when Itold the cruel scorp That erazed that bold and lovely Knight, And ts4at he cvoss'd the anuntainwood
 Nor rested day nor night; That sometimes from the savage den. And sometimes from thedarksome shade ,. And sometimes starring up at once
  There eame and Iooi'd him in the face An angel beautiful and bright; And that he knew 1t was tiend,
 This miserable Knight! And that, uaknowing what he did. He leap d amid a mnrderous band, And sav'd from outrage worse than death
 rhe Lady of the bandi hud how sie wept, ss6 t t clasp lis lsaees;; And how she tended him in vain Aud ever strove to expiate
 The scorn that crazed his brain. And that sine nursed him in cave; And how his madness went away, When on the yellow forest-leayes
 A dying man he lay. His dying words but when l reachd That tenderest strain of all the dltty, My gaItering voice and pausing harp
 Disturbed her soui with pity. All impulses of soul and sense Had thrill'd my guiltless Genevieve; The music and the dolefnl tale,
 The rich and balmy eve; Aud hopes. and fears that kindie hope, An undistinguishahlc throng, And gentle wishes long suhducdy
 Suodued and cherish'd 'd long. She wept with pity and delight, She bliished withlovc, aad virgin shame; And ike tire inuTmiiS- of dream,
 heard her breathe my name. Her bosom heav ed--she stept aside, As conscious of my look she stepp'd-- linen suddenly. with timorons eye
 She fled to me and wept. she half iuciosesi n,e with her arms, And press d loe with s ssce!. einhraee; And henaipg back her head, look'd up,
 And gazed upon mY face. sTssa sassls love, and partly Fear, And partly twas a hashiui art. That mi tht rather feel, than see,
 The swelling of her heart. Tcalm'd her fears, and she was calm, And told her love with virgin pride' And SO won my Genesievc,
 My bright and beauteous Bride
 E2zazxaNas. Sly Belzebub took all occasions TO try Job's constancy, and patience. He took his honor, took his health; He took his children, took his wealth, His servants. oxen, horses, COWS But cunning Satan did nottake his spouse r-