Constantine republican. [volume] (Constantine, Mich.) 1836-1838, 1837-02-22
Two kindred hearts had mingled into one.
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Two knured hearts nud mlngieu INTO one.
Thence forth
I lived-I felt moved different being
And all around me was an altered world.
A conscious dignity
Gave to my soul feeling of high daring.
" More noble" was inscribed in all my thoughts
On all felton, all my purposes.
Possessing thee had all earth could yield;
Nor sought, nor feared, its smile, nor frown, nor
hate.
Iloved, and was man. A balm had swectencd
All the springs of thought, and made Earth
Heaven,
The aching void of heart was filled with Joy.
Its centre glowed with pure, lambcnt bright
That shed mild radianc e DER all things else
And gave them its own teint Of joyous color
The whippoorwil more sweetly tuned his note,
The robin, lark, and thrush, their carols joined,
The grove was rich with song, for thou.wcrt
: The stream moro peaii.si-.>i sss4ss-,s GID
ed.
The breezes sweeping through the willows top
Breathed forth as heavenly as an angels Tyre,
And every sound was full Of holy love.
thought that ministering angels then
Came down to earth to make for me heaven,
For then, oh Helen, earth and sea and sky
Appeared but parts of Heaven, for thou vert
mine.
And when gazed upon the full orbed moon
The glittering stars that shone IN majesty,
Decking the expanse of ETHEREAL blue,
They seemed more glorious, for thou vert mine.
Heart ofmy soul-my idol, and my hope,
Thou vert the star that ruled my destiny.
Twas thee Iworshipped; and TO thee my heart
Was one continual burning altar of incense.
And we'll did he who claims all hearts as his
Send me the fruits of my dolatry.
My anguished spirit-torn by foul deseriion,
Times kindly balm gives renovated health.
Thy power of i'll to me exists no more,
But say not, Helen, that never loved thee.
HELEN.
Oh, do not give me words of keen reproach,
My hearts own griefs are more than can bear,
Listen, beg thee, to an explanation.
HENRY.
All explanation is but mockery.
Helen, you are another's You proved faithless
A few months only after 1 departed
To take my station in our gallant navy,
then determined never to return
And since have been a wanderer DER the world.
The lightning's flash descending on the oak
Is not more swift to touch--and desolate,
Than was the message sent me by thy cousin,
To crush at once my happy buoyant spirit.
Then burst my heart in one wild fearful cry,
A load of vast unutterable weight
Pressed on my soul and swallowed up all feeling
Save such as keenly fixed my misery.
Despair, and hope, and rage, consololess grief
Sweet memory's cherished ioy, and ,lpve's first
kiss,
And then sense of utter dcsolation
Swept DER my heart like the malign sirocco,
And reason fell before the whitening blast.
Spare me oh God, from base ingrntitude,
For nought but thy o'erruling power and love
Restored to light and hope, the moral chaos.
Thy province 'tis--to turn aad ovcrturn,
And from confusion's maze, to bring forth or
der;
To place myself the first in human love
And make all other but subordinate;
To render earthly bliss preparatory
To the pure vast loves of angels near thy throne
nELEN.
With grief oh Henry, I confess my error.
More pain it caused me than you yet have
known,
And freely do ask your full forgiveness.
HENRY.
Long since yielded all you now can ask,
Too holy was my love to turn to hate.
Whate'er may be thy merit or dcmcrit,
Whereer you roam-where'er your lot be cast
Whene'er you wed the man your love prefers,
My prayer for good is thine. Ny earthly low
Is thine in every chango-and thine alone.
HELEN.
Thy lenient heart, and thy unchanged affection
Compel me to declare the solemn truth
That am not anothers.
HENRY.
Not another's!
HELEN.
Change inmy love, my heart has never known
The letter--prelude to this long estrangement
My cousin wrote you out Of idle mischief.
HENRY.
Not anothers!
| HELEN.
Oh, hear me, Henry, do not gaze so wildly.
IT'S true, southern gentleman of fortune,
In person, mind and manners, all one should be
Sought our acquaintance in a transient visit
And was received with common courtesy.
| All that was truth in cousins fatal letter
Was this the rest imagination
/ Contrived in mischieffor her vain amusement
But you're amazed; oh, Henry tits most true.
HENRY. That you are not anothcr's
HELEN.
My heart has beat most truly unto thee
From the sweet moment that you said--" M
Love-"
HENRY.
My head is giddy Pardon me, my Helen!
A CLEAN of light shines through the clouds this
lowered.
Strange are the dealings Of the ruling mind,
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