The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1841-10-30
From the Magnolia.
VISION OF AMERICA.
By MARIA GERTRUDE KYLE.

| IL was night, Tie summer ar was lull
ut holy calmness, the lighlest winds were
asleep III their unknown resting places
even The lremulous leaves of the mimoSa
were sull, and the Iily's bell of purity
hung without motion. The moon was
not i'll heaven, but the innu cradle stars
were therein undimmed brightness they
shone forth; not even the liniesl cloud
threw It's light drapery around tn ir burn
ing thrones. No lrown hung darkIy on
the mighty brow Of the lamelcss ocean,
for the song of the sea nymphs had
III led the slorm-spirlt to rest in their
coral caves: and its water kissed the sill
yer sand so softly, that echo failed to give
back all answering kiss. The green world
OF woods filled not the air with the mel
ancholy music of its unquiet leav' S; it was
Still as every other fold of natures robe.
On this night of undisturbed repose, !
was alcne, if solitude ian dwell where
the million tongues of earth, sky and
ocean, speak Language to the heart which
hath a mysterious power to calm its
haughtiest passions. The universal spir-
it Of stiffness had covered me, also, with
his invisible wing, and as ! yielded to its
dreamy influence, behold! his twin sister
meditation stood before me. Her coun-
tenance was inexpressibly beautiful, and u
II ajeslic grace DIV cit in her perfect form
her brow was peaceful as a. infants dream
and yet there was Il strange brightness u
bout lit seemed as if through its mira
bic and transparent whit ness shone forth
the radiance OF some unseen source Of lus-
lr". She was arrayed n robe like the
mamie of twilight-half sunshine and hall
shade; and the lays of priceless diamonds
threw the r sunny light on the darkness
"I her raven hair She placed her hand
gently on my head; and turned her
thoughtful eyes on The OCEAN mine fol
lowed the gaze, Lo! ii change had taken
place. Nature had flung aside her dra.
per! OF silence, and the lion roar Of The
veAed sea CAME upon my car. The oCaute-
Gus smile of lis calm had disappeared, and
lis Mac,s dashed i'll loaming YES against
The strong SIDES of stately ship.
One form was alone visible on The wide
deck, 'ul "hen nv eye rested ON ii, ii
forgot 10 seek another. He Was above
lie common height Of man-Strenglh
sNellrd IN his lofty proportions, and IKE
han OF 5 mmelry had moulded them all
Genius had stamped his princely signel on
the broad brow, and Nh re also the soar
ing schemes, high thoughts, and glorious
"reS "i many years, had left their I'M
pless in deep lines. The compressed aud
arched lip spoke Of finn and h ,ughly
soul, wne lis carved lines showed that
smiles were no stranger there. In the
lear light oi lhe oriental eye, the beauli-
lul spirit OF his mind dive i in dia-
mond shrine, before whose magic power
the common herd bowed as to a divinity;
but, no. ,o'er h radieul face, was drawn
veil OF deepest melancholy, and The clear
olive Of the cheek was pale as with watch
ing. Though night had now reached her
starry noon, he was still gazing out upon
the ocean and the sky,-naughl else ct
his view, and as he looked on them wo dis
of Thrilling sound came from hi, lips, and
were borne on the night air to my ear.
Oh! majestic sea! long, long have vainly
sailed ON thy vast and unqniet bosom,
long has the will music of the crested
pillows been, to me, as the song ofangels,
for trusted fey would. ere this have
borne Inc to that unknown land toward
which the departing car of day urges its
weary wheels, tina, land who.e exislenc,
so many have denied, hut which has been
the golden sun, around whose beauleous
GENRE the many worlds of my varied
thoughts have SO long revolved, and which
believed would have formed an uniading
basis,on which,lo rear the splendid temple
of an immortal fame. Bat naught has
been my portion but the sick fever of the
hearl-hopc deferred. Of has the morn
ing ris IL on the golden wings to meet the
day, and no distant shore grown bright
beneath her smile Night after night have
the stars stolen with silent steps upon my
watching gaze, but the star of my hope
rose NOT from her ocean bed, and now, if
with the returning day comes not on my
view this long wished for land, the mag
nitlcien! vision of a life must be unrealiz
ed, the iron letters of the will of co mon
men must bind down my soaring aspira-
'ions-on another brow will be placed
the gem Of the we tern world, and the resi-
OF my existence will be onl lighted by
the sun my eternal hope.
As the echo of these melancholy words
were borne from mortal hear 9 on the
| light "ings Of the air, turned away and
when | again looked IA other Change had
| come.
The DIM twilight Of The early dawn, the
infancy of the day, was smuggling To free
the world from the dreamy arms of dark
ness, but i'll vain, anon days laughing
childhood, the merry morn sprang up. and
threw her veil of sunbcams on the brow
| ,c tho solemn niuht and H., tiese AoJ