New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1844-11-12
BY Miss 5. C. EpGARToH.

Der the NOISY turf, IN the winds low sweli
Where the dsw-drops lay in the violet's cup
Till high in the zenith the sun rose up;
Where the sunbeams entered through wells Of green,
And fell on the brooks with softened sheen
Where the song CT tine robin came faint and sweet,
From the far Off fields Of the waving wheat;
There, in ,ha, shady and quiet dell,
Mas the daily haunt OF young Rosabelle.
The spring whose waters were dripping by
Vas not more clear than her hazel eye;
And the cardinal flower that in autumn grew
Where the bank was now with young vioets blue,
Had never color could half eclipse
The brilliant red of her dimpled lips,
Her voice! I vas the voice Of a bird just flown,
When the distance has softened its clear ehri tone
When it blends with the sigh Of the waving pine,
10, far up in the warm sunshine
Bat Nature that rivaled her lip and eye,
That echoed her voice in IFS own sweet sigh,
Had never symbol 10 glade or bower,
Ia the sunniest fount or the falrest flower,
Could half The beauty or brightness tell
OF the lofty soul of young Rosabelle!
Here came she, not for the flowers alone,
Though these spell Ger her heart had thrown;
Nor siole she away TO this lonely glen
10 the dark distrust Of the hearts OF men,
Nay, il was love, twas the pure, high love
Which angels feel in the realms above;
Twas love for the beautiful, rrue and good,
That filled her soul in that quiet wood.
Off mid the silencs and holy calm,
0f u ligb, half shadow, an air all balm,
She sought with the ardor OF hopeful youth,
The holy counsels Of God and Truth.
To seek out want and relieve distress,
To guide and strengthen, 10 love aud bless,
10 lift The fallen, and speak Of peace
10 a world where the errors Of this life cease;
These were the aims that from day TO day
Oerr her spirit gained stronger sway,
Ard drew f,r prayer 10 the woodland dell
The sunny heart Of young Rosabelle!
Our rext extract shall BIO from Mr.. Bacon's
beautiful Birthday Thoughts.
All, we not ask enough what love has done for us,
ano 100 many speak their tenderest words above "a
mothers Craze" Let The uuheeding begin 10 muse
over tho living tomb Of living mothers loT,-tne
unsratou teart! and 1t may be that resurrection
wilbless them, bright and beautiful AS 'he daughter
Ct Ettraity. Come, angel Of memory! roll away
the sealed stone from the mouth Of The sepnlchre
Tneu shall The hand thar would readily bear spices
to embalm the doad body of affection, be busted In
acts OF reverent love towards the living halloweo
be tho brightest sy mbol Of heavenly love: Inrty
and one wears il mas been before ine-what has II
taught mel cannot give 10 another the answer ;
For VIVA; man kuo@elb the things OF man, but
the spirit OF man wnicn is III HIM ~ Cne answer
will give: one aud thirty years have taught me the
value Of existence.
Existence! what is III l have no metaphysics,
no philosophical subtleties, at command, wheTswIih
shall yet be asked by millions, but not one voice
lift single tone 10 give authoritative, certain an
swer. Definitions will need defining the analysis
must vet be analysed; the solution will become a
nswprobIetn. We can only speak Of life as the
words leapto lip by reasons piay,when the que
fy sounds in the ear. Existence is consciousness,
thought, emotion, affection, action.
There are tiices when we 30 pause before the pre-
sence of beauty and joy in nature, or when some
incident has varied The monotoDy OF lie 80 much
that we have IDEAS and oil sentiment and feeling
nngles draamlly together, and yet the simple con-
scicusness that iiue ia an all-pcvadiDg bliss
Every sense eeems TO be instinct with spirituality
and Inc eye that looks upon u.s. gazes as on statue
Of rapture.
have lain down in the cool shade Of the oak, by
arrnning stream, in summer tune, and gazed on tne
loyeliuess that was spread out before me- r ar OIL
tie blue,robed hills lay in the distance, while Inc
broad river slept beneath flashing at times win Pc
eusr brig htness as smiles fit across the face OF
dreaming babe. On the right, rose the green forest
through which the interlaced light shone upon Inc
ysrd.nt meadow and made the margin OF the stream
sbeautiu mosaic. Gushing melodies were poured
forth from the throats OF many wood-songs.ers, anc
the glad air became lighter and more volaue as III
waves bore the music along. Far away on .ne to.
stretched The cultivated fields, the pastures ana 'he
orchards Of the yeomanry, while the farm
and cottages were scattered amid these, all Deauti
inl and pleasant in the distance. Farther sui
the clustered dwellings of the village were seen
while the tall spire, on which the broad Vahe II
tered in the sunshine, rose as monument 10 ll,e re-
Ggious sentimental monument oil depaf'eo ac''n,
AID living Zeal.
Following the winding strealn at my 'eet as
moved on to the river, the eye caught the sight
the road aud tue bridge, and followed the merry
school children as they fitted to and fro anna ui'
trees aud in Joyous train chased the carnage
some hea.;y viftager "known TO all the country
g. l.. md fNa
hat came from him with such well-umed chance
Just as the huzZa Of freedom was given by the un
tagged birds Of the school house.
TO lie on that soft bank, and gazs oCt on all this
while the gentle ripple OF lazy streame' tell :, OF
tho ear, was bliss enough. Consciousness OF iit'
was the whole osexistence then. To live-to know
ives alive, that could look out on the beauiies
sslure that could drink in the peace Of The scenes
@at were spread before me, was unuterabie bliss.
But when existence became Thought, new eie
men! oil pure pleasure was impaTted-a new ioun
tsin was opened. Meditation took hold OF the IN
distinct mpre. sions, and changed them into per'ec
1 Pictures. Each awakened q vast tram oil thougni
/ Cat led, with rapidly that art can never equal
over immense territories, and away back into IN
/ past Of tradition aud history. Ard with these came
| Emotion, varied &c the scene varieG-now absorb
ias tho soul ID the interest which gathered aoun'
ssne Story OF heroic struggling, or eccentric gooo
Ssss, or hazardous eHterp,isei and then waki'g u
l ns gsnest sympaihies by some tale oil iDiah'ii
,starioE, or juvenile enjoy ,aent. Thought brough
sack The rambiings with beloved friends thIong
aose wood pains; and many rock, and hill, au
NV, wee discern-d with which sweet poetry wa
aa'ed. The grass seemed greener where we sne
| @ss OF farewell in The mooblit hours, when 100
scalhs or years were 10 separate us; and there wa
ne tall elm against " hich we leaned 10 despair an
RON ~bieh we sp;ang with new life when hop
sare- There WAS the grave OF The Stranger, mac
away, at the lime, from the uodden paths;
%ashsome aad contagious sody was committed I
@ earth, and yet laid gently 10 its rest, because
l vas me frame Of human being.
Assin the solemn thoughts that once pace