Richmond enquirer. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1815-1867, 1840-06-19
..Mvc. l. REMAINS rssusG."
(From Tire .krR York Nrir ErG.)
EARLY FRIENDS.

EARLY FRIENDS.
s,rbo friends nj my Youth. where are thew"
Where are they: where are they: the happy, 'he Tree,
The loved ones, The fond ones, the far ones, inc pf"e-
MOI more their bright Gl1ncCs around me ! sec
Like stars on the zephyr criSP'd wave; o,,h
TIL. friends Of my childhood, the play ha'e> s'a"
lrh3 danced round my pathway IN Joy .,,
With light hearts Ilnmined by riitue anu rum
When | was 4 happy young BOY
Where are they: where arc they: whose young he"iS . . "s
Nlb Dire ans Of ambition ana taric-
Uh, ,,auc,r, thu, tlr temple OF glory was nish,
on ana r"hs w"G ne ,ner now: IS the Irirh, garland theirs'
Has fame meier elndca theH 'Is'.
m nm. rainbow of hope cvaniShed al tears,
when lis r!ttcring gems they would clasp
Where i Albert, the soldier, whose patriot sword
In The van of The battle should elrain,
Like n meteor, when round nun Tie "ar tempest
oh say mol it was but n dream.
II roas hit n dream, for the wine cup was filled,
And lis mbics were brighter than iiiie-
lis red drops the voice o.! ambition have sihid,
And his sun has descended III shame.
Where's William, Whose brow'S intellectual stamp
Gave urom!s, Of talent and worth
who burnt, cen III childhood, the dim midnight lamp,
And To victory lonsed 10 rush forth:
His name is recorded on history's page
The hone of his youth i arh!rredj
The need of the patiot, statesman, ana SAGE,
Already has William received.
Where is Horace: whose trumpet voice often was heard
In defence Of fair freedom aud ri.lt;
The passions cf thousands his eloqucrcc stirrd
Or qnell'd with an orators might.
His youth promised brightly-oh where - ne now:
Has the proGriseof youth been fulfilled:
No-ihe dark seal OF crime is impressed on ms brow,
And the whispers of virtue are siiId.
Where is Robert the lisht-hearted, haxen-hair'd "isht'
Beloved and respected by all
Whom maidens in gee Robin Goodiellow hie',
The pride Of each party and ball.
Where Is he: where should ne be: haHp. hu >!
As a lark, with the wife of his choicc-
Conrcntment and joy round bS nreside piay'
And friends meath his roof tree rejoice.
Where is Jane: lovely Jane, with her laughing Diuee ye'
And a reaTt rs n gn-Sa!ier hem;
She dwelIs in a neat latte cottage IN p,
But her blue eye no longer : bright;
A blank in the lottery Of "ediock she drew,
And n cloud DER her .ouns sp'ft TELL
Her cheeks are aye "et, but not Win IN ucW
Those tears her sad history Tell.
Where is Olivc: dark Olire-the pretty brunette,
wonder she never was wed
MOI vel has the sun Of the youn" beauty set,
Andher lip is still puui:ng and red;
b. her virtues rewarded, and happy her lot,
Oh Cupid n husband pray bring
Then Olive will MARBLE, both early ana lafc--
Ye Gods! how the sipsey can sing.
Where is Kate? bonny Kate, who bright garlands woye
In youth, in her old fathers hall;
She has loved rs no Une but 4 woman can love
She fell As bnt woman can fall;
Her prou heart is humtlcd. her spirit is cruSh'd
In sadness aud silence she wtcpS-
The wild notes she sung in her bosom are husl'd,
Where conscience lis dark vigil Keeps.
Where is Alice sweet Alice, the queen of The band
once a merry a merry cUrl! b.;
Young Edwin has wood and WON her far hand
The devil might have her for me:
A tcrmayant shrcw sweet Ale" has proved,
Her voice j. diScurdant and Shriii-
And has heart, which in yoath like a young eagle roved,
Is broken and bowed To her wall.
Where are they: where are they; the happy, the free
Whose story not th2S been told:
Some sleep in the valley, some Slcc, in the sea,
And some plough the ocean fr gold.
The bright chord is broken, and scattered the gems,
In glory or shame Ger tls earth
The iowrpis have vanished fnr ave from their stems,
And drcar are the homes of their bhth. IL. u.