Independent Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1842-1844, 1843-07-29
From the Democratic Repiep.
JACTA EST ALEA!

The crowd dispensing silently,
Weary at last of song and jes;
Which could no; I'll an empty breast,
Tha, sighed to feel, mid all its gee,
The emptiness ofrevclry.
Twas sad TO see the torches wane;
They ficker,-scarce enough remain
To light the two still seated there,
Their game all hope, and all despair.
Still deeper in the night it grew,
And all things wore ghostly hue
Pale was the cheek so lately flushed,
The Jest, the cry, the curse were hushed;
With hands which each more firmly
clench--
With eyes which tears can never quench
United not in love nor hate,
Found, not by friendship nor by ire,
But by wild and strange desire
Seek they the secret OF their fate.
The brow of one is frank and fair
Beneath a cloud of sunny hair,
Among whose gorgeous light and shade
A mothers hand to-day has played;
But now one gathering line it shows.
One track upon field of SHOWS,
And, like that track upon the plain,
Till all be gone, twill there remain.
The hidden beauty ofhi soul
His quivering features doth control;
And not from feverish miser thirst
Risks he his all upon the die,
But with proud unquailng eye,
As one too brave to fear the worst,
Does he the throw of fate defy.
The o,he; darker is Of hue,
OF purpose deeper and less true;
An evil light is in his eye,
He feels an evil triumph nigh.
The favoring fortunes to him fall.
He winneth much, he winneth all.
And still he tempts his rival on,
Although his every hope is gone,
And still, all pililess, he smiles
| Upon the victim OF his wles.
Heavy sums Of gold are lost,
Fair estates, and gems of costs
And, as each wild stake he gains,
Higher, higher still he strains,
Till at last paper sealed
From his traitor breast he drew,
And his smile thought revealed,
And his features changing hue
"Come, by this we stand or fall,
Here with thee | risk my all"
"Thcu off'rest me an unknown stake!
So wild leap may not take"
"Stand then, but never try again.
Thy courage with unfearing men,"
"Come on, thou know'st do not fear;
| NV fortunes lie all ruined here,
Take the poor remnant-wheretere not!
| can achieve nobler lot"
With steady hand the die is cast.
And lost! well may 1t be the last!
All ashy grows the stripling's brow,
For his brave heart is beggared now
His castled lands, and all beside,
Were little-he has lost his bride!
Oh mad, TO think to give away
The heart that beats for thee alone!
Oh mad, to think thine evil play
Could make that guiltess heart thine own
1t may be crushed to nothingness,
Thou mayst destroy, but meier possess.
81 loved her well, and loved her long;
And thy success hath done me wrong.
Thou should'st have counted well the cost
am avenged, and thou art lost"
The debt is cancelled, and the maid
Before the vic tors feet is laid;
But the dear eyes are closed in death,
And the sweet lips resigned their breath,
To one beloved, who, on the ground,
Cold in her cold embrace is bound
Two violets growing side by SIDE.
That persisted ere the spring had died.
GAS for history, know it 10 be lie,
was the observation of Walpole. Ever
body has read Robertson's account OF tn
abdication Of Charles ", and oil his retire
ment to the cloister, where he exercise
the religious duties and austeritles of tn
order TO which he attached himself o.
accomplished Minister at Berlin who:
pen is never idle, has lately transmitte
among other valuable papers, to the r