Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1838-11-01
POETRY OF EARLY RISING.


An English Editor, at the conclusion of a
long and we'll written article upon early rising
makes use ct the following beautiful languager
Love The town, we who are town minded;
love the country. ''the comedy country" as
Hcrr'ck finely calls il, We who arc sylvan mind
cd,a''d love "thc rural joy. and the " pastoral
melancholy" for there is n melancholy i'm its
beauty aud its sweetness. Oh, let the violet
eyed morning see ME- her earlies.worshippcr!
Let the lark MARBLE his gushing gratitude in
my tear. and draw my eyes from the ground,
and with them. my soul and its thoughts up-
wards! Let the bee wind around me by the
w"odbinr, and thr robin sec INC stand 10 look
n, NIL bird which man loves best."-and
feel unafraid Of me! Let the nigltinsalc-sipp-
ing in the mornings and evenings Of juno
know that n lover of his passionate song is lis
tening. call car" to him. and lot the black
bird whistle in the lawthorn at nv side, and
pause when | approach him. but, confding in
my gentILness. resume his careless Joys! Let the
April raj fv over me, and fall upon me like the
dew on the head Of I1ermon, and the struggling
snnbeams strike through the clouds, and pour
their sud len foo Of sun shine into nv ewes. and
through them. lirht up aud warm the darkness
and the GOODNESS Of my heart! Let me watcl, the
smoothing and whitening over the fields ae il
wings nl"ng; and let my eyes glitter as they be-.
hold tn" diamond sparkling Of the moon lit wa.
ters. LIT the I,eat smelling shower come cool.
ing along the sultrv-spreading common and lie,
the delicious brenths Of II thousand wild flowers
tall fresh and fragrantly upon the pleasant air.
Lei inc daIsIes-the chidre and child like Chan.
GERS daisles-the humble brethren flower of thu
ennohled daisy OF hnrnS-Iet them glitter in nv
path Ike goll"n faced stars with silver RAYS: md
let The klngcups lin mp their golden bowls. when
the sun has not yet drained them of their dewy
VINE. Let the Sernert-rolling river plav = mo
'"et. lick them with cool tongue, and har,n,essIv
recoilins. glide silently away! Let me- stand nv.
ell but fearless when the hnnder-storm. that Gle.
mental war, RACES around me; and when c,oud
strikes at clonl. \ ID the strong conclusion shakes
o"e heavens and tn" earth. and lightning "lances
m"m"n'y about me. hut hurts me not. nor makes
me te"' AFRAID. let NV silence praise him who
speaks in the thunder. and looks upon this world
mite lightning Let tile darkness slowly shnd.
ow me with its wings. when lone-wanderino in
tn" silence and serenity of evening. while vet the
parting glory of the day is shining in nv mind
rot dark. though all is darkening round me: and
let tn" bat wheel suddenly about me i'm the wood.
land paths and star:le me not, and the wood-o,rl
loot and thrill me with no superstitious terror.
Let the preacher Of peace to the heart Nature
In her seeming rest and slumbcr-likc TRANQUILITY
speak to me. and find me M attentive listenc,
ava ht III" many voices moi audible in the noisy
honrS OF the ''ay. sneak through the siIcrce of
evening. and make their way into nv sou,.-
When the tagging clouds are weary or,E,cir WAY.
and rest like tired eagles or the hills: let p,y
spirit rise. renewed with rest. and soar beyond
them. mp I" heaven; and return laden with or.
ana happy in its Iowlv home on earth! Let Tho
solemn shadows of night ovcrslladow me and
spread no melancholy gloom and darkness ON
my mind. still mcditating on the thankful lark's
sw"ef-cvenins son. SO lately heard and let mo
hear him still as plainly rs if singing. though he
Is silent. and sleeping on tho dcwy ground
Let the SILENCE Of the iirlds-as beautiful MS mn.
sic-speak audibly 10 my heart. and find it liz.
tcning. and fill of understanding or, if apy
sound louder than the blind beetles hum. .tbe
gnats small mlns'rels.y." or the quiet dropping
OF the dew from leaf to leaf. breaks the doom
Se''h'sS' me "sync"pr ard solemn pause" let
IL DE The wa bling voice OF Poesy, '.singinr a
quiet tune Let my falling eyes look clearly
upon tn" beauty of the stars. .tle poetry Of
heaven aud visibly and rrvercntly see The HOLY
and the nightly Hand which hung them in The
air in the first night and siar.diminished dark.
ness ofthc day the creatinn ofall things. and now
upholds and guides them truly and steadi> in
their nn"rring course. Let nv spiritual eyes
pierce through the blanket of the dark. ;" and
behold the nnwastcd aud the und> INC clories Of
the worlds bryond"this visible diurnal sphere"
And finally. let my las, thoughts before | sleep
be tnll OF thankfulness and silent praise; and
tired natures sweet r%cstorer, balmy sleep. alight
upon my weary brain as silently as snow falls
down on snow. and lap me in unconsciousness.
>" let me live. SO let mo die ant l slrau no,
huvc ASed 70 win.