Richmond enquirer. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1815-1867, 1842-08-16

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LINES UPON LETTEHS-Dr D. SIMMONS
In his las, hours as Re opened not when ms se'
night 10 him. ,ad, IA odd iho"st ''ses m ms
:, no I,rsrs in N, Craze" '-posweS Life oil Johnson"
Yes-'m,d the unuerahle dread ,;,
With which both Flesh and Sit'' Sh'hiN'
When the stern Angel OF the i'eau
Irnels u 10 Tie Futures hinh-
WhiIc all - hurry, doubt, dishias'
Ii,;.,, ,.,iinc crumbiing fast away,
And sins. ION. silent. dark ana it'l,
Across the memory Hitting yell;
ry,n thea that Saec's transient Thought
some papgs at least the soul ran save,
For hr what may our a"in' i"',
No letters reach rs IN The grave
r,tcrS from Ilonlc-wO'Je spared NJ last
A longing. lingering watch Ia Keep,
And when til expected P"Si Is past
And brings them mol, 10 SHRINK a'd weep
And coiln, now many hours remain
Before that Post coEics round agdlh:
ar, hitter sti.l, To break The seals,
Sick for the love no line reveals,
!:,iylnr 10 wrest cold Duty's words
10 hratt-harn tender Ee>> ana UGth,
A.it existence shattered chords
Could Yield the music of our youth.
a Patrons ietters-never more
To feel ihein mock our honest pf'he,
With al the bard denounced oi y"r"-
The curse sin suing Ion. To blde
Never again 10 know III intense
And fryrrIsh anguish oil suspense,
When the cool, final, bret reply,
A. vet unopened, meets the ~ e.
nm. moment more aud AL We dread
Nav wh.m like drowning wave:
Onr dooui-Eopc, health ard fortune He'd
To lrt IN darkness Ia the grave.
IA Letters there mot even the snail
Rp,r.sceuttd one that dared not Gene
Nv day. hut stole nj evening ia'',
When every eIi.tale hrceIe was Gu!nh,
Askiur tho Sou.'s dark gates OF >ih
20 lei the Writer'S image in
How when that tiny hlict came,
oar breath hraved thich, cur bloc" grew h'"'e'
A ~ 1T we started Ia assume
The muffin. cloak and secret knife
And cidrd down The sen'S lui4 gloom.
Though Danger doeeed our HE!
.,,..s II, ~, Crave We'r. free
From Friendships smooth illusions herf,
From Him III whose tdelty
As in rwel-ca>ket rare,
frhe hrart MAS went III every SHOCK
Its secret tiougll;s, Ike gems, 10 lock
The supple kuavc. who, when dismay
And cutlery no" led around our way,
And most 0rr errors asked gnide,
Was then hiuS II lie iiist "a ~,
And leave us, plundeied, 10 Tie wide
Ren.urSeeSs tempest 'h'ind ti;s hy-i
The Grav,.-wicr oroc that goal Is Won,
We lesser a.onlcs adeu.
The daily ictter from the dul--
The monthly aGmontion too,
From Hood or North, GREETING much
our pen grows IalsIcd III lis touch,
or begging lenceiorth 10 decline
Our famous things ~ Dickens line:
Their reign Is Ger, those Kings o men,
True Of TouSon and o! Cave
No bref cpsles need We pen.
Subscribed "iRPraaSHS 'f-in the IraVe.
And Thou-inmor;al Moras,.
To whom my ldlesSe owes tEl> rhyme
Though unto thee more exist
The clouds cartwright, OF earthly time,
Oh, 'lnits, the prac of modern fools,
Whose euviois spite, az llgni! rules,
Would dane tEy mighty mind IL span,
And una.rrl:- is giant plan.
Cnnld's thou bur inaTE what strength 10 bear,
Villa, ialncir>s pO"of, What purpose brave,
Su..c few S'iil learn iron ii'y c;re"r,
'I'vou'd sooihc thee, even hcycnd The grave
L an sr yours, inrraasu.. s.@'. i.HNs">' 'hc eSpT
signature Il johnson letters dntin9 has early STR
= 10 Cave. see Cookers Roswell,
.1as;,ce. "Wltho:t dinner"