Vermont telegraph. [volume] (Brandon [Vt.]) 1828-1843, 1842-07-27
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From kEs Voice Of FreedOr.
ARTLHss MATURE.
PART III.

PART III.
There's glory on the green hilltop,
Ard glory onthe plain,
Aslhe glorious sun is lighting up
The awakened earth again.
The fields Of rye on the plain are seen
Like ocean bays, with their waves Of green,
The gallant breeze il kisses the rye,
And the rye il bows TO the breeze;
And the swirl cioud-shadows across il fly,
Like ships over rolling seas.
TIE cattle, led out to hundred hills,
Have drunk their drink from thousand rills,
And are cropping the herb-feast, Nature spread,
so sweet and fresh with honey dew made,
And left for them in the cooling shade.
The chubby boys and the roguish girls,
With their rosy cheeks and sunny curls,
And the bright and sparkling eye,
Along the way are they lettering,
Hearing the fsathered warblers sing,
And.talking to each living thing,
Or starting up, on painted wing,
The little butterfly.
And It is well: be not the mind,
Tender and young, to books confined;
But let the youthful spirit rove
Among the varied works Of nature,
And on he plain, OF in the grove,
Hold converse with each living creature
Better 10 talk with birds and flowers,
And sport upon the sunny lea, a
Than kin in school the heavy hours
Which drag along 50 lazily,
Where the Infant soul is cramped and frozs
At the first Of its young up.swellings.
And angels bend over cdicocs,
And cherubs drill on spsllings.
Then may the mind, made strong and free
By its communion with the things
Of Nature, grasp the mystery s
OF Learning, aid on tireless wings
Fly Ger the fields Of Science fair,
Perrhance where soul hath never scared,
And, revealing in the vastness there,
Lay open regions unexplored; t.s 81
While they whose youthful souls are bound
To stupid books, for thought, must plod
Their way, along The seIfsame ground
Their sires and ancient grandsires trod.
Lctchildren sport:--I love to see .
Amery girl of eight or ten,
Tripping about in sinless glee, g
Along the rosy glen,
And, on the bough Of The old oak tree,
Swinging light and gracefully,
Or bounding over the whirling rope,
With buoyant step and free,
Or talking, on the green hiIl-soPe,
With the sweet.songed chick-a-dee.
A starry eye and cherry lip,
A rosy cheek and floating curls,
A frec-t tossed arm and bounding skip
Are Natures giffs to the fair, wee girls,
Which, stolen in childhood . prison away,
Return to bless us no more forage
And sweet to hear are their laugh and shout,
So loud, yet musical, ringing out: . {.
They tell Of pure and innocent joy,
Which books & the school should not destroy
But obi what more can one despise,
Than ,he ouirk and twist Of the half-shut eye
The litie mouth. put up "genfeet;"
The msnglcd words, and the lsugh-by-iule
OF the sirnpering doll Of whom they feel
so.proud, they have made il a mincing fool;
Praling IN French, while yet so young
She can scarce reciic in her mother tongue;
Llsping.it out just thus and SO,
As she reaches up to The knee of beau;
Or dropping, over The "sorows Of Werter,"
One little tear, for the lovers woes,
Aud, lest that little tear should hurt her
Applying the Eau de Cologne to he, nos
Strange is il, that every silly creature
Should try her hand at improving Nature;
But not 50 strange il when they try il,
They spoil the lovely model BY il.
Hers is the cAastened touch. and fair,
OF the sofl-hued Dagucreotype,
Andthough an outward stain be there,
No touch Of human hand may wipe Z
The blenish flom the pictured plate,
Lest, married, its hues rekindle never. J.
Ard man is left 70 mourn, too late, z :
The living beauty lost forever.
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