Richmond enquirer. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1815-1867, 1843-08-29
POETRY.
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1nuE,s ROSE $.

LOVES ROSES.
COOK,
author Of The beautiful Lanes on the "Old 1r" CHar'
!, CHANGED that late on n Summer eve,
Young Love went scampefing through the dew;
When Old Time me, hm, aud cried. by your leaVe'
Master Cupid, I'll have 4 few words win YOU
ssThe flowers YOU own are of great renown'
And YOU place them in every mortar ofeas''
But mos, of them fade before my iI"~n'
As fast the snn-rays from the WEST
sJ have only 10 walk around the stalk,
And scatter handful al bitter seeds,
When 10. where the young rose used 10 he,
There dwelletl a crop OF lasting weeus'
"Rut here md there, mot Oft, alow)
meet with 4 curious blossom oi yours,
That nttrth IL head meath my heaviest ueau,
And is sweeter, nrthnks, Tor Inc crush u ohu"'
aManv vigorous effort I've made,
r., NOV down that blossom 80 larry on"H,
R,t Il turns the edge of my well trled b'aue'
Taough whe,ted anew on an old grave stone.
"a have hidden the in the innsrmos' germ
I have surInkled the leaves with miidew biight;
But the magical bloom defyeth my strenstn,
And Aourishes OF in perfume anu iieht.
tCome tell me, boy how this may be,
That l. who can crumhe the pyramid tower,
And wilhsr the sap OF mountub Tree,
Am filled in strength by tiny flower"
sob oh - cried Love, s.why, sadly tear,
That YOU, like me, are among 'he binu'
or you'd surely have seen, In your long ca,eet,
That the roses plant are oil various Aihu'
"You must know, I've 'ot he'd here below,
.rsev mn burst and they blow with a dazzling snow,
But canno, say much for the scent they h'hs.
ttThe cold. dust of Fortune l've ALWAYS found,
Will engender the had aud deepen the nue.
And the warm breath OF Passion eShang around
Will quicken the growth as nonsht else can 40
"They are forward and shining things for.oo,h.
And look we'll as lavish them rarelessy i"rh
They are vividy lair, but know they won't bear,
MANY sweeps of your scythe gust from me Norlh'
ttThey serve for the million creatures of clay,
And in truth, are the only flowers that SUIT
The manifold hearts that crowd IN M way,
That have depth for a hrner rUoI
ssBu, hearken, old fellow I'D soon resign
A godsh,p based such hollow fanl-,
If held no privilege more divine,
To cast q glory about my name
"There is a founr in the realms above,
With a bubhling stream that hath no emu;
Where the red dips its tadeless lips,
In the waters where life and affection blend.
"As the gates Of that realm open 10 me,
WHY ofte ntimes choose 10 wander There;
And never return, buI bring two or three
OF the flowers whose Iints are beyond compare
"I do not pluck many because have learnt
yT,s in yery few bosoms those flowers can thrive;
The soil be the same as the Spot whence hey cde'
Where such exquisite blossoms will deign TO live.
uBy chance, discover spirit Of worth,
As strong as the eagle though son as the dove;
That spurls my ephrmeral roses of earn,
And will moi be bribed by butterfly love.
$50 deep in that heart ensraft ths stem,
That blunts your cormorant cythe, old friend;
And, iry as you will, twill conquer you still,
For il never is known to break or BEND
u,Ts flower that nothing below can destroy;
,Tis unwiher'd by povrrty, time or pam;
So take for once the advice OF 4 boy,
And never go wasting your labor again"
Time turned away his iron shod heel,
Muttsring, after a short "Good ght,
think such a heart must be parcel and part
or a very great FOOL and Time was right.