Constantine republican. [volume] (Constantine, Mich.) 1836-1838, 1836-11-23

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remain with but few that you have not first
visited. This gallant warrior long courted
my favors, but the clamorous voices of whole
nations drove me violently away. Those
voices are now hushed in eternal silence,
and will now fulfil my promise, and linger
with him as long as may
The hyenas and the bird of the prey
will pay little respect to thy watchfulness,'
cried Death. But must see the simple
shepherdess on the grassy knoll, where
Love awaits my coming. When you have
become weary of making Golgotha your
dwelling place, meet us there
He arose and departed, and Reputation
warrior. When the morning came, she
was there, sad disconsolate, and she
continued throug h the sollowing day; but
as night again approached, she became
sickened at the scene of horror, and arose
and fled, convinced that she could not long
exist in field of carnage. She had many
thousand times visited similar scenes, and
endeavored to remain, but her stay had in
variaby been but few days and no more.
How brief is the stay of Reputation with
both the living and the dead
Death sought the shepherdess, and he
found her alone. Her flock was straying
without protection, and her rural pipe lay by
her side, silent and neglected.
Where is Reputation demanded Death.
'She promised 10 meet me here.
The shepherdess hung her head and re.
plied-'I have not seen her since Love
first came, though, till then, she had been
my constant companion from childhood
sAnd where is the huntsman, whose
ocund horn made the hills speak as with a
voice of life, as we passed but few days
since 2
He has gone, and know not whittier.
'And where is Love, with his rainbow
wings =
sHe is now flown, too! He promisedto
remain in this peaceful spot until Death
should arrive
'IIe made the same promise to me, over
and over
'And where is the truant boy
Il have endeavored to conceal him. re-
piled the shepberdess, blushing, ever since
the huntsman deserted me-
1T is well, said Death. Their promises
are lightly made and as lightly broken, but
| never deceive
He laid his 5ony hand upon the pale brow
of the shepherdess, and she faded and
shrunk like the spring flower when the night
frost touches it, and with her last sigh she
said When Love and Reputation have
both left me, what can be more welcome
than the touch of Death =
Death now espied on the opposite side o.
the stream, his two former companions, anC
Immediately joined them, and found they
we're approaching each other.
How often,' said Reputation, have you
in a moment of levity, driven me with shame
from those who have been my choices
care and by your Establishments and pro
misses, never designed to be fulfilled, des
troyed, in one instant, the labor of my hands
for years.
'And how often,' replied Love, laugh
ing, have your prudish precepts imposed
on me the labor of years, when my tasl
otherwise would have been but the sport O
an hour
'And L. cried Death, Frequently thwaI
the views of both. So forbear your mutua
reproaches, and will take my leave O
you. But before go, would recommen
to you, young Love, not to quit Reputation
for if she once leave you, she is so coy
damsel, no wooing on earth will WOO he
back again and rest assured, whereve
you visit without her, ! soon shall folio,
your footsteps. Away, both of YOU h
continued, 'and take up your abode wit
the young Selim, and the dark haired Birb
Years, many years will elapse before
modest your repose there; and even ther
when come to summon the virtuous coup!
to their last repose, Reputation will hav
become so enamored of their society, thu
long will she continue to hover with afectio
over their graves. For my part, the Sopl
Of Persia awaits my coming. Neither !
you ever crossed his palace gate, nor ca
you reproach me with having deprived yo
Off votary in him. FAREWELL
Love and Reputation, hand in hanC
sought out the poet Selim, and Death hat
tened to the palace Of the Persian monarch
) where every thing denoted that his arriv
was expected. Many years after, he soug
out his former companions, and he foun
them still in the humble cottage of the hal
py Selim and Biribi.
J AS they reluctantly led the aged pair
; the grim vsitant, he opened his arms to n
! ceive them, who smiled upon each other I
! he pressed them together to his bosom.
The prediction of Death was verifie
I for Reputation for ages lowered around Il
graceful grave of the poet Selim.
Dancing.-A young man, who had
tended more to the cultivation of his hee
2 than of his mind, hattered himself that