Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1823-1847, 1843-11-30


The dark scenes Of LIES Autumn chill the soul Of
the 'houghiloss-t'fke dlsnay TO the prohigaie and
withers tho already shriycllod heart Of avsrce-Yci
to tie pure and wise-wbo have read Alright the
book u Na,urc--hel IS inds atc as soft as summers
smiles Mud tho true it is that the chilling bias,
Of November bring not TO the feelings the buoyaney
Of Sprng--lulls no, Ike The soft breath Of Summer
ana tho not with the ,rging Of birds--tho bursting
OF buds, and the bossoming of fowcrs--comes its
chill and hollow moaning--ye,, ever grave and
sombre November tie lesson she teaches is far
more instructive. |, speaks to deeper emotions,
and awskens thoughts and feelings That reach be.
wound this of existence, and take hold on the
higher desllnios ofour being. In the joyous spring
time. the veil which divides us hom the future,
seems for a time 10 be casi tehiHd as, and hopes
bright and glorious hopes, spring up, shedding light
and JOY far into tho distance Of coming years. Blu,
with tho summer flowers perish these fond hopes.
Where are note your aims Of greatness' Your glo-
rious purposes Your hottest aspiraonsi Ye,
who formed your resolutions in the happy spring
time, or in the glorious Summer Dark and drea-
~ the future now appears 10 us, as Autumn drops
again her sombte curtain, like pail, before us
Now our thoueh,s-ins,ead OF rio,ing upon the fan
cies with which the 'wan;on spring allures us--are
turning back upon The dreamy pas--and far up the
stream OF IL do these thoughts carry US.
Full. 20 all, Of the shadows and recolleciions OF
bye gone DAYS aIe the hues OF Autumn. The
forgotten of childhood the recollectons Of
happy days and, nights of bitter anguish--past
hours Of Joy and sorrow, in memory spring up,
sins, long since rcpented Of land we had hoped
forgeuon) come now, come 'unbidden guests
and like the ghosts Of Macbeth, pass in sad review
before US.
AGAIN ye come, again you ihrong around me,
Dim, shadowy beings Of my boyhood's DREAM
Still shall blessas ,hen,your spell that bound me,
Still bend TO miss and vapois as you seem,
Nearer We come--I yield me as We found me
In youth your worshiper, and as the steam
Of air that folds you in its magic wreaihs
Flows by my lips, youths Joy my bosom breahes
Lost forms and lored Ones We are with your bringing
And deares, images of happier days;
Fins, love and friendship in your path upspringng,
Like old Traditions half remembered lays;
And long slept sorrows walked whose dirge-like
singing
Recalls my life's strange labyrintline maze,
And names, the heart mourned manv stern doom,
Ere their years Summer, summoned to the tomb.
They hear no, these my last songs, they whose
greeting
Gladdened my frs,--my spring time friends have
And gone fas, ournoying from that place ofmeeting,
The echo es Of their welcome, one 10y one;
Though stranger crowds, my listeners since. are
beating
Time 10 my music their applauding tone
More grieyes than glads while the tried and true,
II yet on earth, are wandering far and far.
A longing long unfelt, deep drawn sighirg
For the dark spirii-laad oerpowers me now,
NV Songs faint voice sinks fainter, like the diving
Tones OF the wnd-harp swinging from the bouGh,
And mr. changed heart throbs worm--no more de-
nying
Tears 10 my eyes, or sadness 10 my brow,
The near afar of seems the distant nigh,
The nou dredn;-the past reality"
But then there are many 10 whom all seasons are
alike, and the lessons laugh, by them, are by such,
deemed as OF nothing worth. Yes, TO the sensual.
is, and the devotee OF mamnon, nature is ever
! pleading in vain.
For him. the Spring
| Disis her dews and from the sllken gem
Its lucid leaves unfold for him. the hand
or Aummn tnges every fertile branch
With blooming gold and bushes like the morn
Each passi..s hour sheds tribute from her wings
And still new beauties NEE, his lonely walk
While he, unheeding passes on, alike
Unconscious of them all"
As cold and cherries as the Summer OF suel
mems lives are--colder far will they find tie mind
Of their lies Autumn. as it oreeps around the hear