Morning herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1837-1840, 1837-08-19

From our Evening Edition ofyesterday.l
A Chapter ON poetry.

Chapter ON poetry.
Ladies' we have a rich treat for you. We have recei'
we'd, among the papers brought up from the shemedoy
The Celeste four beautiful news-boat the foreign
Quarterly Review, the London and Westminster 10
view the METROPOLITAN the New Monthly, Fraser sine
Ssentlemans. the Sporting, the London and Edi"o's
PHILOSOPHICAL Magazines and Journal of Science, WIN
many other delightful works. Come, sit down wiz, 20
We will for forget there such nuisance' -
plnsters in existence and will SIT down 10 pun ="
iovnent with poet A poet loves, VINO loves you ue"'
1v-a home poet-a house and hearth heid aha'io"er
poet-a poet TO whom nature and nature '""''o Pee'
yonr own sweet selves, are all III ai-'ie .oioep''oi
If His bran-the idol of his heart-the emoodymeht Oh
bsnen Allow us TO introduce you to him. He's Lud-
;a finland the Swabian. Never mind ms name II
~. !; -, sweet his writings You shall take
word for il alone. You shall have the opinion Of the
;.mortaI Goethe who says, 5wabia has many elo
uent and intelligent 10 conduct public business, but it
ba, only one poet like INLAND.
But you are impatient to hear him speak for himself
Let MS turn the leaves of his book then Let us
Gull flowers from his boquet redaent of sweets and
perfume
The first is a little modest production to Spring:
Sweet, golden Spring wha, bliss like thine,
What beauty may compared
might indite a song ihee--
Thou art so pleasing fair.
But though all men l were t be,nto work.
today!
Spring is the Sabbath of the world,
Let me Their rest and pray.
Sweet, simple and graceful is it notl Without any
Of that petty assumption that characteristics many of
our Mandy parnby writers. Now then for another
Here is sweet dea it is called Death and Resurrec-
zion"
In trance Of love
swooned away
Within her arms
She walked NE gently
With kiss
Her eve revealed
My heaven OF bliss
Again-For now we have be gan with such a sweet
fellow il will be difficult STOP Let us read the fol-
lowing little pleasant effusion, it is called He and She
and she, gallantry be praised, commences =
SHE-Take heed how thou dost eye me thus
Wherever thou dost find me;
The ,gh IT. unless ne in sh, m spae linn sse
HE-IIad'st thou often looked about,
How couldsi thou chance espy me
Thy neck, unless thou use il well
With turning round may wry be-
This rustic Beatrice and Benedict, have al each 9th
or, fitting their homely wit with much humor.
We must give other extract, other gem it is
called The Wreath and is If airie" lay. Lis
There went maid and plucked the flowers
That grew upon the sunny lea;
A lady from he greenwood came
Most beautiful TO see
Unto the maid sh friendly came,
And in her hand wreath she bore;
II blooms lot now, but will bloom
o, wear il
And this maid in beauty grew.
And walked the yellow moon beneath,
And weeped young tears a, tender, sweet,
Began bud the wreath.
And when the maid in beauty growa
Clasped in her arms the glad bride groom,
Forth from the buds upfoldedcup,
There blush'd joyous bloom
And when paysome child she rocked
Hertender mother -arrss between
Amid the spreading leafy crown,
A golden fruit
Ard when sunk in death and night,
The heart a wife had held most denr,
Then shook amid her shaken locks,
yellow leaf and
Soon Law She too, in blenched death,
And still this dear loved wreath she wore;
Then this wreath, this arous wreath,
Both fruit and bloom more.
What can he more sweet more tender more bewch