The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1841-07-20

forsaKe NOT tnen the old homestead
Lest fortune should you foil
Check vain desires and he content
Leave not your native soil!
THE WEDDING RiNG-A TOUCHING AND
BEAUTIFUL INCIDENT.
In one ofthe sweetest creations of his fancy, the
bard of Lalla Rock sings of the wandering of the
Peri and their precious offerings at the portals Of
Eden, as the price Of their readmission TO their ce
lestial home As the gate opens, you almost seem
to hear the glad hymns of the bessed ndwellers as
they stand ready to welcome their lost sister back
TO her blissfl abode. 1t was not the Young lovers
sweetest sgh--nor the enchanting smile ofbeauty
in all its mellow, virgin bloom No-nor the CLOS
rious herosm Of the dying warrior as he Law on
the field which his true arm had defended, IL
his blood had crimsoned-nor yet the
gushing tsar of the young soldier mt seeing pass
from his dying vision forever the glorious banner
of his country which had so often waved over him
and cheered his brave hearts for victory No. il
was not the offering OF these boons-priceess as
they Mt the gate OF Paradise that could secure
the celestial wandeier entrance through the golden
portals Can it be possible that earth, in its wide
circuit, or the human heart, in its ofuest range
has a treasure more dear than one or all Of them?
1t was uot Gf remember the strains of tho poet)
till she bore aloft on her dazzling pinions the BIT.
TER, BURNING TEARS ola penitent child of earth,
weeping over his gilt and his deeds of blood, that
the glad creature of heaven greeted with a
welcome TO her Eden home. How beautiful this
orientalism. IF it is not merely splendid concep.
ton Of the poet, gilded with the gorgeous drapery
of an eastern song, but what is for better IL ia IN
harmony with the sublime teachings OF inspiration
And yet-Gnd yet, there feelings within that
impe us TO ask ftho tears of the peDitent remorse
stricken sinner, gushing " arm up from the heart,
be the only or most precious boon that can be
borne 10 the gates Of Paradise? Does the wide
earth with its heart JEWELS its splendid deeds 81
and its heaven descending attributes, contain moth
ing, from the magnificent palace and the happy
mansion, TO the rayless hut, that may be deemed
as acceptable an offering to the spirits above. We
may err, but il appears to us that the tie which
binds the husband to the wife OF his BOSOM is the
golden thread of life, ard the affection which
springs from that relation is the hottest and dear.
EST OF all other passions. Indeed it embraces with
in itself and centers upon the very hearts shrine
the pureet and better portion OF them all. The un
dying strength the tenderness and gushing ardor
of other affections is admitted. Their develope
men is delightful, and what a sweet, mellow ra
dance do they spread the pathway of life, as
SELF The love that exists between young hearts,
in the heyday life, has been sung and felt, and
pronounced extatc-the love of sister for sister, of
brother for brother, of brother for his sister his
early play mate and the sharer ofhs sports and liz.
tie griefs,and the return ofthat love from sisters
heart-the love ola mother for her chId-aye-
and above all the love father for his daughter
how sweet, how endearing are they alH But that
affection which exists between young wife and
the object of her earliest love, the creature Of her
thoughts and feeling well as the center of her
virgin heart, is chaser purer, bolier than :hem all
Indeed, ii is all in one, and when the tie that binds
them is bro ken, when the mother is strken down
10 the cold earth and Death feasts upon her lips,
her dmples and her smiles VINE n the young faith
er is snatched aweyrom the side OF her the mother
of his children and the cling Of his enderest love
what void IS left! What agony, what grief
press upon the spiri: of the surviving one We
feel as though golden harp, to whose seraphic
tones we are listening, had suddenly stopped, as
we strain the ear 10 catch IT'S magic sounds, The
survivor for the moment ems to die, and the iv-
ing heart 10 lie in the cold tomb with the dead and
gone. The presiding spirit is gone from the fam-
ly circle, and the bereft--as the household gods
lay shattered around no longer TO be gathered up
by the presiding one, Just removed from arth to
in the touching language of
Ruth, the beautiful cleaner olBethehem-"W With
er thou goest, will go, and where thou Iodgest,
will lodge, Thy people shall be my people, and
thy God my God. Where thon diest will die, d
there will be buried s.
Ay--it must be so. If either of the affections =
which, nurtured and rIpened this side Of the grave,
animated the frame th at, springing from earth at
first, mngles with the earth again at last-be heay
en- born, it can be no other than that which binds
the husband to the wife of his bosom. b.hs !
1t was but yesterday that friend--a young gem
tleman Of jne intellect, of noble heart, and one
well known to many of our readers, suddenly |