Richmond enquirer. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1815-1867, 1836-08-05
POETRY.
FOR THE ENQUIRER.
S8ccu YET rsN'ISS CN'Gs".

FOR THE ENQUIRER
FRAGMENTS OF y LAMENn.
81 Journey now - - conlpn.'''''''
"Whe,e solitude is like Despair.
SnE,Lxr-( Recolt Of E,Iam.
a,o,.! .tcnc oh yes, that drcary worn
Has nov n mcanu. ncrer known oeterti
A,a hitter feelings at lis utterancc sur''',
Irhicocr that ioy caa bloom i0f me no more
,h,v. been happy--bIt knew 1t not;
have been ovcd-,ut kncw not how oPtze
rh. .,cred peace that crown'd my lowlylut,
+:.;II now wher ren:ctys Keen uphfahEnss rise.
There was heart that beat ior me alone;
an ete with ovc that ever spoke 10 mine;
a voice with music in its every ,cnc,
Sweet us the irscc:-hrn at day decline.
Tia, heart is s.iii-i,s hopes and feurs orc o'eri
chat eve is c!oscd-its sIance more can thrill,
hnd1Le soft warblins of'hat voice, no more more, ;,
Shall bid my bosont's rebel thoughts 'bc STILL.
Alone! yes, now I feel am alone
The charm that lnk'd me TO my Kind has Aeu;
gre oay solace Of ny toll is ronej -,
The thought that babe ne sIsiSe, Il WIN 'he oese'
on whiIs her eyes closed in'f!acid sleep,
Nights weary hours have found ine S'ing still,
Til up the East, days carlS!iSh, Would creef,
Ridt!ing res! awhile thc Tutoring quill.
70, hcr thu, labor seam'd IN easy task-
And love- all duty, cheer'l its heavy hour9;~-
TO shun the thcrns Of lite / did not ask
" rough for me, If she might tread its towc:'.
Vain hope vain Toll Disease thcy could not ssey,
That markh lis victim fo: an earfy doom,
Then slowly gnaw 'a:he bloom oil life away,
Ind gave The @:;herd fcwrct 10 the tomb
~ we,ch:L her loac N lcre's &c sparng need
When nought hut lose could cca such no pc inSF:'e;
And DER her couciI i'll silent anguish stood,
Gseathless with fear 10 see thai hope expire
OFT when size snmte:'i, wea attentive ear
Each fee bic breath t!tod with jealous care,
Kiss'd that check, TO ne more sadly deer
Than when my frs; fcaI kiss was printed there.
"Tlearer TO me that marh!e seeming brow
tin4N aInfi -.nFf nH mil
Than tie Young charms that babe my spnt boS,
And 6s'd my wAnd'rins heart by beauty's vile.
know ;bat she mEs: dic-srd Idly thought
, That stern Philosophy could nc:rc'my hcart
: To bear with patience, (by reflection wrousht,)
The blow tina, from ny life should rcnd 4 part.
=. Aye-trcm my life Whcn she was torn away,
The dcarer par; Of my existence died
Source OF my hre-stie Joya.-my being day
Nurse ofmy puTcst thcu.hs--my Hottest pride!
l lccn'd tina, Time would check, perchnnce subdue,
The keener pangS my bosom first had known
But weeks pass on--and day by day renew
The dread reality that she is goae.
II back turn, to DIV ell upon the past,
Her treasured image in each scene viowi
Or ifto future years my glance is cast
Car SHATTERED hopes tina, dscary region strew.
Yet there was much TIM, n,ight my grief console
Could think calmly, lin her dying hour.
AZ the frame wasted, her uncOnqncr'd soul
Shrunk not-but a.m'd itself Gi,htripc power.
And while around her loved ones fordy pressed
To watch lifr's waning fame, twas hers TO LOOK
Calmly on Death. No terror raCk'd her breast,
At his approach which few can firmly brook.
81 dread him no,"-shc ssid-"T dread him not
"My only wish is TRANQUILITY TO dc;+
" TO fix my latest glance, my latest thought,
&c On those love, then breathe the parting sigh"
Prophetic wish.-,hose Dyes that bcnm'd with love
To their last siance-in seep from life reposed;
And tho lest titering words nc! wan lips wove,
'Sgeathed Tenderness ere ;hcy forever closed
Bost is The memory ofthat bitter hour;
For even in death one hNlUw'l gift She gave
sly hearts inhcri;ance-loye's priceless dover
Tint warm'd her bosom even tu the grave.
Literally true.
", July 81.