Morning herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1837-1840, 1840-02-01

by JAMES BENNETT, Esq author Of that excellent aud
MAR work The American System Of Practical Bookke
9 The American AR .thmetie,' &e.S
The silen noon was mounting up the sig;
The waters blue reflected bright her beams
Translucent roll d the tide along the Sound.
The stars of heav'n ia majesty sub me,
Were in the mirror of the water shown;
Not even cloud was n ,stipg the wind
western breeze had blown them all away.
To raise the msts Of some far distant saoie.
The ,tesmers now upon her rapid course,
Towards the shores where bgotry had whiPpd
The unonending Qnakers for their creed
Ten thousand spssgies In the water shine,
From agitation Of hei massy wheels
She moves along miracle OF man,
BY man directed and invented too;
A being great In mind and yet how weak
In his corpo, al frame Half frem above,
Aud ma OF earthl, mould, to sink to eart-,
VIII ch ferce.y grssPs its own and holds IL there
q frail mortality how can you smile
We drive through life as did the Lixiagton,
Through wind aad tide, and just as fearless too,
WI the brink Of afii death
One hundred beings. full of active life,
Embark q ON board the Lexington for hath
Some parted friend, with ardent cheering hope,
While some stee ing for their happy homes
The wife aad husband parted with Kiss,
The daughter erles, my dear papa. farewell;
The lover kisses hand AID bids adieu
The mother gives her blessing to her son;
The father says, good BY. my noble by;
The friend shakes hands an hopes to meet again.
Yet none suspect 1t is their last embrace.
NJ sieriogs Heaven was this thy great decree
Extead thy providence alone
lint win should he thea attempt to pray!
The grief Of irisnd'. the Anguish of their souls
Is so distressing. none but they can feel
The pang that most sever life itself.
J. too, h.d friends sghly dil est EN-.
Who met their death Dy tina, great floating hear,si
My genrous, nsbie, graceful friend young Dow,
A fate so awful thou didst not deserve.
weit Thy doom, but weeping could not save.
No.e but III, God c. uid Keep thee from that grave
And merry Fam, whose cemedys at rest,
His soul hone, is placed among the best.
Let not the bggot neer at wha ay,
But mend his stubborn heart and tofrsy.
A thousand thoughts are rushing on my END,
III I've digr.ssd the-road again III lind.
Come then to where the happy merry crowd
OF human beings sit At seven O'eiOck,
OF that cold night which proy'i to be their .aS;,
Unconseiou, of the AWFUL. dreadful fate
WI len now approach thsn-ia conversation,
Each as hap, As hi. friends On snore-ss
With hope OF iuturs bliss Add future JOY.
The infant smln. IN its mothers arms,
The mot4er's hope and joy are also full
AMI all preparing to retire to rest,
As il lind heav'A id m, de them truly bles,
In full belief that with the morning sun,
4 heir uracy DER the waters would De run.
But nov behold Il e tumults that arise,
The cry of fss doth rend The vauites skies
An Efforts made TO stop the awful Il me,
Bot proved so Tee hle its not worth name.
TIE boatlh- boa :" they s,oui, and hesilong spring
To take possession Of The fragile thing,
To gain a passage 10 Leng Island ,hore-
Blu: find watery grave to rise Ia, more!
The boats are swampd. and ersry living soul
Is by the stesm.r soon left far behDd
Ia the wild waste Of fr. szing SEA. q, God!
Who can conceive t.. agony Of seul
OF these poor moriss. Is they struggle hard
For life most precious? o. my b'other Scar
A sister cries. usei OH INC, O.!
While each others grasp they SINK VA death
A n tner from the Aames her infant threw,
Ia k0pss 10 s,ve II On the watery waste
(Whal won't mother p, for what shs lovesO
Aud u agony of fell despair,
Snch a mother only then could feel,
Was enguiphd within ihs ring sea
Aud shouting 20 her usbind left in jail,
Gssiing str.g ling, hard, ne courage fail,
. The creditor j, cursd that sent me here,
NAV furiss from the dsmAd attend his bier"
And iik This pray he tien resignd her breath.
IN hopes thai hesss would sou rev nge or death
Each 60 the other log as freud TO iritnl,
And each the other hslpd 70 had BIS end.
The steamer then being head d 10 the land,
Ia twenty minutes more would reach the strand
Her ulirr ropes bura'd her eng ines cease,
She suks W. hin the deep. asd rss,s ia peace
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