Liberty advocate. [volume] (Liberty, Miss.) 1835-1866, 1841-08-19

llke the creation of some pleasant dream
She smiled bat there was something i
the smile which told that its muurnfu
beauty was but tho bright reflection Of
'ear--her eye lid AT times closed heavil,
down, as ii struggling to repress the lid
VI agony that was bursting up from tn
hearts secret urn. She looked as ii sh
could have left the scene Of (eStiviiy an,
gone out bsnea,h the quiet Stars, and aic
her head down upoqhe fresh green earth
ana poured Out her stricken soul, gush al.
ter gusl, I'LL mingled with the eternal
fountain, OF lie aud purity.
/ have Iatel y heard that the beautiful
glr' ct whom | have spoken is dead. The
close OF her life was as calm as the falling
OF quiet stream--genle as the sinking
breeze tnat fingers for time, around a
bed OF roses, and then dies las 'twere
from very sweetness"
II cannot be that eaah is mans only
abiding place. II canao be that our life
Is bubble cast up by The ocean of elerni-
~, 10 float moment on its waves and
sink INTO darkness aud Willingness. Else
why is i, that The N h and glorious aspi.
ratlons, which leap like angels from the
temple OF oar hearts, and forever wan
derIng abroad unsatstied Why is that
the rainbow and the cloud come over us
with beauty thai is not OF the earth,
AMI then pass OF aad leave US to muse
upon their faded IoveincSs . Why is it
that the STARS which " hold their festivals
around the midnight throne" are set u
boVe the grasp OF our limited faculies--
forever knocking US with their approach.
ing glory And finally, why is it that
bright forms of human beauty are pre-.
'enIed 10 our view and then taken from
IS-leavlng the thousand streams Of our
affections TO flow back in an Alphine tor.
,ent upon our hearts We are born for
Fighter destiny than that Of earth.-
here is a realm where the RAINBOW ne
'Gr ladies', where the stars will be spread
'ut before us like the islands hat sIumber
N the Ocean; and where the beautiful be-
ngs, which here pass before US like WIS.,
OnS, Will stay IN our presence forever.
'rght creature Of my dream-in that
calm shall see thee again. Even now
Imagine thy lost image is sometimes
nh me. In the mysterious silence OF
Midnight, when streams are glowing in
he light oi many stars, that image comes
eating up in the beam that fingers Il.
ound my pillow, and stands before me in
he pale dim loneliness, ill lis own quiet
pIrIt sinks like spell from heaven upon
~ thoughts, and the grief Of years is
armed to dreams ot blessedness and
edce.
Days and weeks passed on, and that
"eet gIri gave Inc her confidence, and
scamJ 10 her as a brother. The smile
pon her lip ives fainter, and the purple >
SINS upon her check grew visible aud
le cadences OF her voice more weak and =.
emulous. On quiet evening in tho
epth OF June, | wandered out with her
Tile distance IN the open air. Ii was
len she first told me the tale of her pas. ,
on, and the blight had come down IKE
nidew upon her life. Love had been IA
Jrtlon ot her existence. LIS tendrsis
al been twined around her heart IN It's
arlleSL years aud when they were rent
way, they letl wound witch flowed Til
Il the springs Of her soul were biOod.-
am passing away" said she, sand it
Iould be So" The winds have gone over
~ life, and the bright buds of hope and
ne sweet blossoms of passion are scatter
down, aud lie whitening in the dust, or
biting away upon the chill waters OF
emory. And yet cannot 60 down a.
ong the tombs without tear. 1t is hard !
take leave OF the friends who love me
1T is very hard to bld farewell TO these
enes with which have held comnun.
n from childhood, and which from day
day have caught the color Of my life
I'd sympathlsed wilhirs joys and sorrows.
he little grove where have SO often
rayed wlth my buried love, and where
times even now, the sweet tones eff his
1ice seems to come stealing around me A
] the whole air become one intense and
Qua ntul melody-.that penSive star
hlch we used for 10 watch in its rising,
I'd on which my fancy can still picture
5 form looking down upon me and beck
Z me to his Own bright homc--every
over, and tree, and rivulet, on which
&c memory OF early love has set its IN.
'Ing seal, have become dear to me, and
innot wlhou! a sigh, close my eyes on
em forever