New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1844-05-22
And Statesmen VINO forebore TO praise

OF Liberty and soap;
And the Chancellor, feeling very sick,
Had juet resigned the seals;
And clever lille Catholic
Was hearing Scotch appeals
There was no fraud in the penal code,
No Ounce in the public school,
No dust or dirt on private road,
No shame in Wellesley Pole.
They showed me Ggurante, whose nans
Had never known disgrace;
And gentleman OF spotless lame,
With Mr.. Bochsa's face
II was an idle dream-but thou,
Beloved one, vert there;
With thv dark clear eyes and beaming brow,
White neck and floating hair:
And oh had an honest heart,
And house of Portland stone;
And thou vert dear, as still thou art;
And more than dear-rny own.
Oh, bitterness. the morning broke,
Alike for boor and bard;
And thou vert married when woke,
And all the rest were marred:
And :oiI and trouble, noise and steam,
Game back with coming ray,
And ii thought the dead could dream,
I'd hang myself to-day.
And so of the twin Of Utopia it would
be needless barbarity to separate them
PALINoDIA.
Not mine this Ies,onbu. Experiences. which taught me-
THERE was n time when could feel
All PASSIONS hopes and fears,
And tell what tongues can ne'er reveal,
BY smiles, and signs, and tears.
The DAYS are gone! no more, no more,
The cruel fatcs allow;
And though IN hardly twenty-iour,
Pm not o lover now
Lady the mist is on my sight,
The chill is on my brow;
NV day is night, my bloom is blight
I'm not a lover now!
never talk about the clouds,
laugh al girls and boys;
I'm growing rather fond OF crowds,
And very fond Of noise
never wander forth alone
Upon the mountains brow;
| eiened last winter sixteen stone-
| IN not a lover nov.
never wish TO raise veil,
| never raise sigh,
never tell "a tender tale,
never tell lie;
cannot kneel rs once did,
I've quite forgot my bow,
never do as am bid
| IN not lover now.
make strange blunders every day,
If would be gallant
Take smiles for wrinkles, black for gray,
And nieces for their aunt;
hy from folly, though II flows
From lips of loveliest glow;
do nj object to length Of nose
I'm not lover now
The Muses. steed is very fleet
I'd rather ride my mare;
The poet hunts quaint concelt-
] ID rather hunt hare;
I've learned 10 utter yours and you,
Instead of thine and thou;
And oh ca nj endure blue
IN not u lover now
do nj encourage idle dreams
OF poison, or OF ropes;
cannot dine on airy schemes,
cannot sup on hopes.
New milk own is very fine,
Just foamng from the COW;
But YET, want my pint of wine
I'm not lover now.
When Laura sings young hearts away,
| IN deafer than the deep;
When Leonora goes TO play,
| sometimes 20 TO sleep;
When Mary draws her white gloves ont,
never dance, VOW
Too hot 10 kick ones heels about =
m not lover now
I'm busy with The State affairs,
pirate of Pitt and Fox
ask the price Of railroad shares,
watch the turn OF stocks.
And this is lile--no verdure blooms
Upon the wIhered Dough;
save fortune in perfumes
IN not u lover now
NAV be vet what others are,
A boudoir's babbling fool;
The hattered star of bench and bar,
A party Chief or tool.
Come shower or sunshinc-hopc or lear,
The palace or the plough,
My heart and lite are broken here
I'm not a lover now!
Lady the mist is on my sight,
The chill is on my brow,
My day is night, my bloom is blig,t
IN not lover now
And now an old favorite in different vein,
to show that Praed could write otherwise than in
epigrams We think the following are not gene
rally understood to be his by those who admire
them
TINES CHANGES
SAW her once-so freshly fair
That, like blossom just unfolding,
She opened 10 Lies coudless air;
And Nature joyed to view lis moulding;
Her smile il haunls my memory yet
h. ,h..L'c FIN hIIs iiyinely glowing