Richmond daily Whig. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1842-1861, 1845-11-12
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THE OLD EARTH.

Fis%s hs Kaiekeroeisr for Nsssnbsr.
THE OLD EARTH.
The earth gives signs of age. disease and &c klsness
hyic'ds increase grsayinsb; aud demands sxorbi
tan fso beforehand in tod sad from the husband
IL has i'll turns, psroEysms when il rouses the
ocean into tempest and makes sport Of nsvies inr
tho shore with tho wrecks and OF rock,
continent or sinks island shaking massive cities
into countless fagaes uRd bsrying its wretched inhaL
nnts IN Understandable RAIN wShss and srsans 10
mortal sgoay and finds relief only BY dsyorgng Its ory
bowels. buyiug cities and villages in burning graves The
earth old aud feeble and mast moods sroan on unit, i
rene~s its prme"-Mi'ees and Liabilities OF tho Presen
Life.
Old Mothcr Earth i, wan and PALE
Tier face 10 wrinkled sore;
Her locks are blsnched. her he art Is cold,
Her g=r,nents stiff with gore
With iurrowed brow and dim sad eyes,
With trembling steps and slow,
She marks the course that first she trod,
SIX thousand years ego.
The Earth is old. the Faith ia cold,
She shivers and complains
How many Winters fierce aud chill,
Have raeked her limbs with psns
Drear tompess, lightning, a pod and damo
Have scared her vssge %,
That scarce we deem she shons fair,
Six thousand years ago!
Yet eomely was tho youthful Earth,
And lightly tripped along
10 music from Q starry choir,
Whose sweet celestial song
Through Natures temple echoed wild,
And soft as slresinlets' flow,
While sister spheres rejocod with her,
Six thousand years ago!
And many happy children thcro
Upon her breast reclned,
The young Earth smiled with aspect fair
The heavens bright and Kind;
The azure cope shove her head
In love seemed bending low;
U happy was tho youthful Earth,
Six thousand years ago!
Alas those children Of the earth
w nth hate began TO burn,
And Murder stained her beauteous robe,
And babe the young Earth mourn.
And nges, heavy sges still
Have bowed with gathering wo
The form OF her whose life was Joy,
Six thousand years sgo!
Old Earth drear Earth thy tender heart
Bewsi!s thy chosen once;
Thou look'st upon the myriad graves
That hide their gathered bones;
FOR them, by day aud night, thy tears
Increasingly must flow;
Death chilled the Iount an.hesd Of lifo
SAX thousand years ago!
Old Earth. old Earth! above thy head.
Tho heavens dark and chill,
The sun looks eodly On thee now,
Tho stars shine pale and STILL
No more the heavenly symphonies
Through listening siher how,
Which swelsd upon crestion's ear,
Six thousand years ego!
%sep not in bitter grief, o earth!
Weep not in hopelessnoss
from ,tst the heavens still small voice.
Wh!slssis returning peace.
Thy ieats!a precious in the sight
U! OSk who marks their How,
Vino purposes Of mercy formed,
Six thousand years ego.
Thy days Of grief numbered all,
Their sum will soon be told;
Tho Joy Of youth. the smile Of God
Shall bless thee Of old
Shall shed purer, holier light
Upon thy peaceful brow,
Than benmed upon thy morning hour
Sax thousand years ago.
Thy chosen ones shall live again,
A couatess fearless ihrong,
To wake creations voice anew,
And swell the choral song.
Go. Earth! 60 wipe thy falling tears,
Forget thy heavy wo;
dope died not with thy tirs.born sons,
Six thousand ytars ago.
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