The Ohio Democrat and Dover advertiser. [volume] (Canal Dover, Ohio) 1839-1840, 1840-11-20
THE BROKEN HEART.
"IIer heart was brSksp.' .

.
From she'll gFCtsO whose slope kis-'
sed the sumner sea. wliere twiniDg will.
lows and lsburnum were waving like a
stately plume, Issued q voice otsuch gem
tle sweetness, you might have thought
a spirits breath was on the air, murmur
lug sofi music to the fower'ts bell. The
young rose seemed TO hang her blush>
ing head, vet with the tears of morning,
as she heard II, and The stately lily had
q cheek more pale, while she who
spake loOked.like apatron saint.
"Again fair sunthou shlnest 10 un>
clouded splepdor iagain are thy sof,
brigb, beams glowing on The bosom of a
cold, GAfeeling world 'Tis mid days. a
thousand birds are on the wing, and ma
ture looks her loYeliest. Yesterday.
too, was fair; bat ifhath passed away in
to the great abyss Of no,hiugness. And
what will be TO da&l Another speck up
on the memory of mao; another atom 90
The scale Of time. SO travels on the
world, with hope. Iear, and sorrow in
its train, urging tn lhe same haven those
cliuging to brightapd, smiling fortune;
or others who uoul gladly lay down
their load oflife, and calmly sleep for
ever. d.
"My eye is dim; ny check 10 worn
with W 1T ng; these tagging pulses fee
bly, beat, 50 feebly, that The ponr tide of
life is almost chilled. AID this deceptive
hue Of health, this modkeryot hloon. ia
glowing from the hBdfrs.decas X md
ones would have mo mingle with the
world; share it's delusive joys; be once
again the victim ofils hopes and fears;
they wonder tina, l f1y to solitude, Did
they know all-ob could they see The
tempest raging here! then would they
learn a bitter truth; learn how slow and
silently the heart can break =
There she sat; but for the wild and
restless eye, she looked Of sculptured
marble. The bright tint on her cheek
had faded; one small white hand was
pressed above her forehead, and sever
ed the fair hair that sparkled in The sur
like threads Of purest geld. A tear hat
fallen unbiGden from the straining eve,
and rested on a faded flower within hel
bosom; the withered buds were a sac
emblem Of herself; once fresh and fail
as she had been, bot now forever bligh
ed. A merry peal from the village bells
burst forth, aud seemed 10 shatter ever
feeble nerve A gentle foots,eP stole a
long, and fair girl, in childish gle'
broke heedIessly on her solitude.
"Come. arouse thee, my sweet sister
look cheerful, Helen! Know you mol
what day i, tsi The firs. of May. Tb'
guests are come, and you must be ou
cho,en queen. Have | not wreathe
the fares, flowers Of spring; twinel
chaplet ofearth's loveliest for thy brow
and, bark ye, Helen, there are present
for us; May day presents! Mine is
!. scarf Of blue, mbroidered Ger and o'e
with flowers Of gold;aDd such wreat'
f the lotus and the lily Clasped here an
there with bands of orient pearl Al
yours what guess you Heleni o.
Cousins picture, and bridal chaple
cl s'ers Of bronze blossom for yo
% hair; but oh, the picturel
Al 'Is il like him AIicel
q "His living image; he himself hi
e sent it,
u Itisa sweet Gelusion! Sometim
Il the simples, sound; the very stirring
/ leafupon the uDfel, breeze, when Il
10 heart is feeding on it's own deep stor
g will not awake thousand tantasiel
The loved, the lost Of never to be fc
" gotten years are once again before I
: the grave lie as a dream. and sorrow |
Of name, Joy, intense Joy, is all the
- passioued soul can cherish; the life bio
.. gIows upon the cheek, and heaven
N. beaming from the eve. A shadow pt
int ses DER the sup, and the great be
throbs aloneIin its deep sanctuary ,chil
an an aud heavy, the lips are sealed BY a 9
wv uabrokeu silence.
it, 'llelen, you will be our queen
ed feslaI hour is near, and he will com
10 Who think you wiihhiml His wife,
no young, his beautiful wife They say
to. 10 all loveliness; so good, so gentle,
the sweat bright star Of his idOlalry;
j., Helen, dearest"
,U% "n, "Alice, unlOOse my vest; il pref
on tightly. A drop Of water, for the