Wisconsin herald, and Grant County advertiser. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1844-1845, 1844-11-23
CHAPTER Ill.


Or the death they bear,
The heart, which lender thought clothes, like
dove.
With the wings of care !"
The sultan was weary weary OF his
flowers and his fountains-of his dreams
and his dancing girls-of his harem
and himself. The banquet lay un-
touched before him. The rich chibou-
que was cast aside. The cooling sher-
bet shone in vain.
The Almas tripped with tinkling feet,
Unmarked their motions light and fleet
His slaves tremblcd at his presence !;
for dark cloud hung lowering on the
brows of the great Lord of the East,
and they knew from experience, that
there were both thunder and lightning
to come ere it dispersed.
But a sound Of distant plaintivc mel,
ody was heard. A sweet voice sing
ing to a lutte. The sultan listened.-
" Bring hither the minstrcl," he said,
in subdued tone and a lovely, fair
haired boy, in pages dress of pale
green silk, was led blushing into the
presence.
"Sing to me, child" said the Lord
of the East And the youth touched
his lutte, with grace and wondrous skill,
and sang in accents soft as the ripple
of rill,
THE vIoLET's LOVE.
Shall tell what the violet said to the star,
While she gazed through her tears on his beauty
afar
She sang, but her singing was only sigh,
AMI nobody heard il, but Heaven, Love and l.;
A sigh full of fragrance and beauty, il stole
Through the Stiffness up, up, to the stars beaming
soul.
She sang-s' Thou art glowing with glory and might,
And Pm but a ,wer, irail lowly and light
ask NOT thy pity, seek Not thy smile;
ask but TO worship thy beauty awhile;
To sigh to thee, sing to thee, bloom for thne eye,
And when thea art weary, 10 bless thee and de-"
Shall tell what the star 10 the violet said,
While ashamed meath his love-look, she hung her
young head
FIe sang--but his singing was only ray,
And none but the flower and heard the dear lay
How it thrilled, as i: fell in lis melody clear,
Through the little heart, heaving with rapture and
fear!
All no. love I. dare not! too tender, too pure,
For me to betray, were the words he said to her;
But as she lay listening that low lullaby,
smile lii the tear in the tmid flowers eye;
And when death had stolen her beauty aud bloom,
The ray came again to play over her tomb.
Long ere the lay had ceased, the
cloud in the sultan's eye had dissolved
itself in tears. Never had music so
moved his soul. "Thc lutte was en-
chanted The youth was Peri, who
had lost his way! Surely it must be sou
But sing me now holder strain!"
And the beautiful child flung back his
golden curls-and swept the strings
more proudly than before, and his voice
took a clarion-tone, and his dark blue
eyes flashed with heroic fire as he sang
THE CRIMSON rLUME.
Oh. know yo the knight of the red waving plume
Lo! his lightning smile CLEANS, through the battle
wild gloom,
Like fash through the tempest; oh fly from that
IT'S the wild-fre OF fury--t CLOVIS to begue.
And his sword-wave is death, and his war-cry is
doom.
Oh ! brave not the knight of the dark crimson plume
His armour is black, as the blacklist midnight
His sieed like the ocean, foam, spot,ess white;
his cres--a crouched tiger, who dreams OF fleree
joy
It's mntto--ssbe beware for | wake to destroy!''
And nc uorA- ie Hath mud his 81
doom.
Oh brave not the knight Of the dark crimson plume
By Allah! thou hast magic in thy
voice! one more! and ask what thou
wilt. Were it my signet-ring tits al
ready granted!'
Tears of rapture, sprung to the eyes
of the minstrel boy, as the sultan spoke,
and his young check flashed like a
morning cloud. Bending over his lutte
to hide his emotion, he warbled once
again
THE BROKEN HEARTS APPEAL.
Give me back my cbidhood's truth
Give me back my guileless youth
Pleasure, Glory, Fortune, Fame,
These will not sioop to claim
Take them All of Beausy's power,
All the triumph Of this hour
Is not worth one blush you stole
Give me back my bloom Of soU
Take the cop and take the gem.
VIVA; have | TO do with them
Loose the garland from my hair !
Thou shouldst wind the nighishsde there !;
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Poison flowers to bind my heGrf!i
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