Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1823-1847, 1836-10-04


Pfniros Of the West.
Proud monument, u wisdom sed Of powsti
Tho counterpart Of ucesn--aui a, grand
with l'laDl', Pcniusulas, and Continents.
10 Wild its'tlct spread! While ZEPHYR mild,
And ~ iict- piniouei gnss, snd storms. and blast.
.ni Ian he wss IrSs y 'e ofSS;ss ee.'''
Or TOYS tho waves Of vcfdute to aud iro,
RETURN TO THE SCENES OF CHILDHOOD.
Tel Of the proud aspirations ofumbi,ioo. Trace
the glorious achievements of conquetors. Mark
the various projects of intellectual power. Follow
in their coursc. he changes Of alternate hopes end
fears, IN pleasure or business. Observe how much
of caprice or passion or dteary thought. or sober
opinion, has prcdominaiod. Then 60 back to the
scenes aud DAYS Of childhood and confess bow much
desrct Is the recollection of early affections than
the present aspirations of ambition. Confess how
much more affecting TO the best emotions nre the
remembrance of early hours, than The novelty and
changes, aud conflicts of mature life. 10 our days
Of disappointment and adversely. and multiplying
vexatons with what unuttctablc pleasure do wo
recur to The simple joys Of childhood, With what
tenscty do We cling to days Of innocence and feel
ngs Of purity Pleasure comes to us With It's
Establishments aud the charms Of ART minister to
newly created wants but with our pleasures come
pain and anxiety, and with new wants cone
desires. Love and friendship twine around the
heart with renewed force but the best object of
our ail elton wither and die. ana then We look back
TO early dsys. and we ask for the unforgotten joys
of childhood. Wearied with cares and disappon'
ed ~ our expectations, memory goes back to other
times when the heart knew not painful emotion
and, IN hope To relieve some Of the moments that
come to us like the visions Of dream after years
Of absence, return to the scenes of early life.
We come back to the place where our youth
passed, and look around for some hving
object on which our csries, and pures' affection.
rested. Affection calls IN vain. Nature is the
came, but all else has faded. In first view &c
The familiar scenes oar hearts bound with the
reuova ed elasticity of youthful feeling. But soon
how soon, n1monshed that the vigorous
fires Of youth are nearly burned out; how soon we
feel that the companions Of our youth have depart.
ed bow soon we realize that the gay dreams Of
life associated with the around us have pms
,ed away and that nothing remains 10 us OF
their former existence bit the associations that
brug the lovely picture oi The future to other
yonng bosom- 90 another generation. We mngle
with the people OF another ncc. We mark the gay
crowd around us bat we look in vain for the kind
and smiling faces that once greeted rs. We Wink
The halls of former hone, and the solitary echo
Of f,otsep is the only sound to which we csitn
kindred. That Is our own. lis solitariness has
compromising in our heads All else In the par
rcuar property of another aye aud generation -
We eKclsm, how changed" Az. how changed
We oar position, our hopes, orr ieelings opin-
ions, tastes DOR associations Half a century
has passed aud whole generation Of men. with sll
their PROJECTS Of ambition, aud hopes Of distinction.
and plans for earthly immortality have passed 10
their silent home Bat not beautiful nature. Tha,
il unchanged and unchaugeabe cod though age
has pressed upon the yigor Of our nbs. aud tim.
has cd fhp of lo has
the bright scenery around is still presenting its
renovated beauties.
We have passed far down on the stresm Of time.
We have lef the sparkling sources OF the waters
that bore us onward. We have feceded on either
hand, from the embaukmonts and the grassy couch
es OF It's borders. We pass further down the rapid
stream. The waters have acquired breadth and
depth and the yerdant banks no longer disclose
the inviting charms snd beauties Of on early yoy-
age. Tho dim met Of the waters is about US. and
the sober progress of passage brings reality.
that the limits Of human life approximate to the
confines Of eternity where the stream Of time will
be gathered and lost Bot the progress Of human
life ard pleasure is still Tor others. Our children
they commence 10 tho elastic hopes Of childhood
and youth; aud innocent pleasures And gay antici
palOns live IN their bosoms. once they lived IN
our Own.
We stand upon the spot which was the theatre
e the JOYS Of our youth. We are there alone
No living thing claims kindred 10 aud fsst
sud death.ilAe consciousness comes upon tue heart.
that tie home of o0r early days l. the home u
strangers. and hat every ue d early attachment
= seyered. The breath Of LIFE 10 not nogled With
he ,cen~ Bot 20. blue arch Of heaven. the TOW
efug hdI. the once loved stream, Niih lie genis
curves and Jlu,iug promon .rie-. the shore ~orn.
pebbles that our lu'tnt arm NOniI cs.t Upon the
uufuicd waters, caln2 ,uio beiag Tire sDccessiteiy
f.cctng circles that gave delight 10 our bosoms
--,b-as recall tho ainuei obHterafed egtnts u
childhood nel The voices are butbei IA OHbf0ksn