The Arkansas banner., 1843-09-16
p 0 E r R Y.
MlSANrHROPIC HU uRS.
BY \. ? WILLIS,

bf H4iI4s- sometimes feel as could blot / All traces of m1nlsigi1 f.o.n eafth-- As ii 'twere wrong to blast them not,
 They So dlsyrac-- --'o shalae their birth To think that earth should be s9 i4r,
 So beautiful and bright thing; That nature should come forth and wear
 Such glorious appAreliny; That sky, sea, air, shoull live and glow
 With light, and love, aai iIolinesS, And yet men never feel or know
 How much a God of love can bless,
 How deep their debt of taanl5ialnss7. I've seen the sun go down. and light
 Like flowers of gold pour'd in the sky When every tree and flower was bright,
 And every pulse was beating high, And the full soul was gushing love, And longing for its home above And then when mon would Sear if ever, To the high homes ot thought and soul,
 When lite's degrading tits should sever, And the full spirit spurn eontrol-
 Then have saen-(oh how my check Is burning with the shame l feel
 That truth is in the words speak J. I've seen my felpw-craa,urcs stel Away to their unhallow'd mirth
 As If the reyelreS of earth Were all that they could feel or shara,
 And glorious heavens were sc1rceiy. wor@ Their passing notice or their care!
 I've said was worshipper
 At woman's shrine--yet even the,
 found unworthin ,ss of ihongf And when deem'd just hafcausht The radiance of that holy Eht' , Which makes earth beaufai and bright, When eyes of fire theirtaShss sent, And rosy lips look soqaeni-.s Oh, asYe turn'd al wept, to find Beneath t all l trilng mind. was in one of tlose high halls
 N here genir, breathes in seulptur'd stone, W here shadeflight in soitness falls On pencii'd beauiy-Thcy were gone, Whose betrts of fire and hands of skill Had wrought such power-bat they spoke To ne in every feature still,
 ind fresh lips breath'd, and dark eyes woke And crimson cheeks flushed giowingiy To life and motion. had !1nel And wept with Muy at the tree NJ here Jesus suicrcd--i had felt The warm blood rushing to my brow, At the stern bnlat of the Jew,- Had seen the Lord of glory bow. And bleed for sins he never knew ;- And had wept. l thou ght that ali Must feel like ma-and when there cl.ne X stranger bright anl beautiful,
 With step ot grace and eye Of tiame, And tone and look most sweetly blent, To make her presence eloqu mt, Oh then lool;'d for tears. We stood Before the seana of Calvary; saw the piercing spear-the blood The gall-the Writhc of agony Istw his quivering lips in prlyer, Father. forgive them !',--sll was there l turn'd in bitterness of soul,
 And spoke of Jesus. ] had thought Her feelings would refuse control; For wonans heart, knew, Was fraught With gushing sympathies. She gaz'd A moment on it carelcssly, And eeldly curl d her lip, and prais'd The high priests garment. Could it be Fhat look was meant, daag Lord, for thee? Oh, what is woman-what her smile Her lips oi love-her eyes of light What is she, if her lips revile
 The lewly Jesus' Love may write His name upon her marble brow,
 And hnger in her curis of jet The light spring flower may scarcely bow Beneath her step, and yet--and yet Without that meeker grace, she'll b. lighter thing than vanity.