Richmond enquirer. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1815-1867, 1842-02-24
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(From The Louisville Journal



All hail thou yiewless one, whose lonely wings
sweep DER the earth unwearieh and sublime.
Mysterious agent of the King OF Kings,
Whom conquerors obey, and Man calls line.
Compared with thee. even centuries in their might
Seem but like atoms in the suns broad ray
Thou sweep,st them on in tLy majestic flight,
Scattering them from thy plumes ike drops OF spray
Cast from the ocean in It's scorniui play.
Shrined as thou in my suhlimest thought,
How shall my spirit hail thee: Der the earth
Thou with ten thousand worlds that sprns from naught
Beranst thy wanderings at Creations birth;
missing on thee, the expanding spirit hled
With thoughts too vast for human eoquence,
Shrinks trembling, like woman's heart when thrilled
with Loves delicious ihroes, till thought intense
Is lost amid its own ma.niiicence.
Thou foatest mperceptib!e 10 sight,
Goi-hke, difusing life ANA death around,
Swim stars shoot round thee in thy rapid flight,
Dropping like gems from Midnghts blue profound,
Swept on with thee through vast iInInensity
Each blazing sphere in il swift course reSolvcs,
The sunny streams 20 singing 10 the sea.
And the blue wave upon the beach dissolves
Like Woman's hopes, and Alanhood's high resoivea
Even every heartbeat in the bosom's cell
Steals Ger the spirit like funeral toll,
Each solemn stroke is like passing bell
Heard mid the bushes OF the startled soul:
The wave of feeling, tossing 10 and fro,
Like ocean pillows, restless and sublime,
The crimson life. drops as they ebh aud how,
And the quick pulse with ia unequal chime,
All beat with nuiOed strokes Tic march OF Time
Each wear, that seems long 10 MS, 10 thee
Ia hut one sweep Of Thy majestic plume,
Bearing pale millions 10 the eternal sea
Through the dim pathway of the midnight tomo'
Thou toucll'st the young and beautiful, anu iei
Gone the charms thou never cansi rea'oIe-
The fair and glossy tress turns Wsiss ny SHOW,
And the young voice. time " afbies o ef ana Ger.
70, in ,,e r,ry Dawn OF Childhood's day
How swim the joyous moments seem TO flee;
They wait themselves like happy thoughts away
Or melt like snow-ilakes dropping on the sea,
,Ts pastime then 10 laugh away the hours
That lightly mingle in thy crcline race,
Like dancing girls all linked with wreaths Of flowers,
Or like swift ripples that each other chase,
Or deepning dimples o'cra laughing face
Thought, like bird, may pierce the blue abyss
or The vast deep, and soar from cline 10 CLINE;
Nav float, n seraph, near the realms of bliss
Mute as Eternity, and swim as Time;
But Thought will fold its weary wing, while ihne
I'm its swift flight unchecked doth onward roll,
Still working out the Amichty's great design,
Ibe Earth thy course, Eternity Thy goal,
Thy victims all things, save the Human soul
All save the Human Soul. that exiled thing
Chained Ike a captive 10 It's cumbrous clod,
Vel calmly leaning on thine awful wing,
m waft II onward 10 lis Maker-Sou.
I, sis unchanged amid the wrecks oil Time
Like some vast rock imprisoned IN tho main,
Whose awful form In grandeur raised sublime
Keats back The bristiBg surge Ike drops oil ram,
Dashng them at It's feet III mute disdan.
Night unto nigh, succeeds, md day to day,
Swelling thy power, and adding 70 thy lame,
Thou wav'st thine awful wand, ana hinca coey,
And yet thou'rt but the shadow OF q name,
A moment of Eternity, span,
Circling Creation, until Time y DER;
Then will thy gories end Is they began,
And unds,ingusted on The eternal shore
BE Lost for ever and for ever more. hMkl''