The lynx. (Panola, Mi. [i.e. Miss.]) 1845-1845, 1845-03-08

grlcve, as lne oue~ ho is he object Of
unjust, enyioos dispersion?
Oh, ,ba, The world might be excused
ofthosa whose 19y-w hoseFoafy seeming
jog, IS 10 plan! thorns IN the path OF 9th
crs aud wreath Them into crowns 10
gore their temples. Devoid Of every
principle Of generosity, kindness, and
humanity, the slanderer hnrls his en-
venomed darts, and is never so wei
pleased rs when they have been true to
their aim and fastened in the heart Of
the unsuSpec,ing victim. Some one is
singled out--unhappy destiny--for
nothing more than an envious choice
and although good name is all he can
claim of the valuables Of this world
being denied the afflnence which others
may enjoy, yet it must be al the merci-
less disposal Of lalsehood, the sport and
pas,ime Of spleen-the altar that is IT,
self consumed by the Iarlarean fires
kindled thereon. To the asperscr
what might be the language Of the as
persed? How can the latter do justice
to his own feelings unless he give vent
10 his surcharged heart? Though in a
reflective mood grief have the ascent
ency, yet in the pleni'udc OF vlndic'ive
operations the soul disgorges It's re
proach, and ins,inc,ively clings with te-
naci,y ioa Vengeance. Il addresses itself
10 the asperser: You who have aimed
4 snait at my breast, and too true to lis
aim it has taken effect, Won, who could
unfcelingly foreGo every generous SEN
sation, every humane principle, every
spark orgrace; you who sought TO rcvel
in the sack of ms happiness; Won. glory
over voar achievements, and rejoice in
your brutal success. | am apt to con-
cludc will subsequently lament your do
| incs when The cankar in turn shall he
eating up vonr heart II i not certain
hat the wound to me is incurablc, that
!, is destined long to endure, or that |
am the only one who viii ever feel the
smart.
Thou aspersar Of character! fond
and demons are ct associates for thee
devils and damned spirits in hell arc
more to'erahle than thou art. and The
consuming birthstone Of eternity ia n
less scource than thy breath. | wonld
rather be a Titus under the plenary
wrath ofvinAictive Jove-snhioct 10 tht
visi,ations Of lIarpies md FnrieS--anc
let the prev "super immortal lecnr
forever with greedy vampire onawin!
ai nv veins. hourly draining the hIoo'
,Lercrror:--ves | would rather b" thu
th,n snhicctto the rernorea which mus
sooner or later over'akn vou.-lnstic
, will not ALWAYS s'u,,ho~. nor miStak"
crrdrI;,v keen s;'orrci Heaven WI
M. r,oo> =. re .~-.h nor ! c' r>'o9e
i.< p~ev. r. ,hi~aoes M, make sat-
faction IN 1ha iai0rei ror contr0Fer
for~rcr in;nztice. m at.onement ca
be made IN return The calm con'no7ur
oflhe unsuspect;n1 mind. or ora1ica'
the cruel Remembrance Of false declare
tions-rhc injury is irrcparab'e. The
lot me sit down and brood over th7
which is nothing less than my rn'r
IL, me turn hone horring from m
heart, renounre everv effort for happ
ness. looking forward ONLY TO the tin
when the frail spark that keeps n
here shall GO out aud memory
shrouded in eternal forgetfnlness.
0h!the woes oT life are enough th
come unaided! Spare me from unl'
nepersior, VIC apologies for humanity
We'll can | endure all else and not mu
muir or repine at the hand Of fortune. :
Let friends be taken from me AMI co
= cred in the earth--let the dearest co
nec,ions be dissolved in the comma
: oo,rse of nature--Iet me be cast an e
lie on some desert--let me wand
Firth in sorrow and return IN tears
IS yea. more than ,his--let the ghost
y yisooe Of death leer from the sombro
n portals of The grave and cham me
i ;,s victim. can say, Amen! but G
h, Cod deliver me from SANDER.
a A Discussed HAND, BUT
!, AN uNplsGU USED HEART.
10 onisville morning Courier