New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1845-07-18
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SAW old Autumn 10 the misty nom
stand shaGOgless ike Silence listening
To silence. for no lonely bird would sing
Into his hollow ear from woods iororn,
Nor lowly hedge nor solitary thorn
Shaking hi- languid locks al dewy bright
With tangled gossamer that fell by night,
Pesrllng his coronet Of golden corn
H.
Where are the songs Of summer Win the sun
ODning the dusky eyelid- OF the south,
Til shade and silence waken up as one,
And Morning sings with warm Ocorous mouth
Where are the merry birds Away. away,
On painting wings through the Indictment skies
Lest owls should prey
Undazz.ed al nOon-dsy,
And tear with horny beak their ustrous eyes
III.
Where are the blooms OF summer In the West,
Bushng their last 10 the last sunny hours,
When the mild Eve by sudden Night i prest
Like fearful Proserpine, snatched from her flowers
To most gloomy breast
Where : the pride of Summertime green prime
The many, many leaves a. t"!nkling '-Lnree
On the messed elm three on the naked lime
TTemb.in--and upon the Oh oak Tree
Where IS the Dryads immortality -
Gone into mOurnful cypress and dark yew
Or wearing the long gloomy winter through
In the smooth holly'- green eternity.
"
The squirrel .oats on his accomplished hoard.
The ants have brmmed their with ripe grain
And honey bees have stored
The sweets OF Summer in their luscious cells
But here the Autumn melancholy dveAs,
And signs her fearful spells
Amongst the sunless shadows OF the plain
Alone. alone
Upon messy stone
She sits and reckons up the dead and gone
With the last leaves for a lOve-rOsary,
Whilst all the withered world looks dreary.
Like a dim picture Of the drowned past
In the hushcd minds mysterious far away
Doubtful what ghosty thing Will steal the last
Into that distance, grey upon the grey.
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O 20 and sit with her and be O'ershaded
Under the snguid downfall Of her hair
She wears a c0rOnal of flowers faded
Upon her forehead and face Of care -
There j. enough OF withcrei every where
To make her bower-and enough Of gloom
There j. enough Of sadness 90 invite.
II only for the rose thai Gsd-whose doom
+ Beauty's-she that with the living bloom
Ofconscious cheeks most beauties the Ugh, -
There il enough OF sorrowing, and quite
Enough VI bitter fruits the earth doth bear
Enough OF chilly droppings for her bowl
Enough OF fear and shadOwy despair,
To frame her cloudy prison for the soul
The sonnets. D." 1t is not death" sc. and that on
Silence are equally admirable Whoever reads
these poems will give Hood nearly as high rank as
poe, as that he holds a wit
This was our present aim, and therefore we shall
leave TO others or another time the retrospect of his
comic writings. But having, on the late prompt
nes OF love for the departed looked over these we
have been especially amused with the Schoolmstress
Abroad which was new TO rs. Miss Crane, " she
Mentor stiff a. starch, formal as a Dutch hedge,
sensitive a. a Daguereotype, and so tall thin and
upright. that supposing the Tree Of knowledge to
have been poplar she was the very Dryad to have
fitted it," was left with sister little better endowed
with the pliancy and power of adaptation that the
cxgencics ofths varied world scene demand, in at
tendance upon a sick father in foreign inn where
she cannot make herself understood because her
French is not French French but English French,
and no two things in nature or art can be more I'M
like Now look at the position OF the Sisters
"The Younger. Miss Rulh was somewhat less
Disconnected She had by her position the greater
share in the active duties of Lebanon House and
under ordinary circumstances would not have been
utterly at a loss what do for the comfort or relief
of her parent But in every direction in which her
instinct and habits would have prompted her TO
look, the mQfer1aiS she sought were deficient
There was no easy chair-no fire TO wheel It to-no
cushion to shake up-no cupboard to 90 to-no ie-
male friend TO consut-no Miss Parfitt-no Cook
no John TO send for the Doctor-no Engllsh-no
French-nohne but that dreadful Geullig or
- ia Woh" and the equally ncomprehenslble
q Gnadige Frau
Der herr" said the German coachman, 'ist sehr
krank !" the gentleman Is very sick
The last word had occurred 50 frequently on the
organ of the Schoolmisress that II had acquired IN
her mind some important significance
Ruth, what is krank =
How should know ?" reiorted Ruth, with an
aspcrity apt 10 accompany intense excitement and
perplexity In English, il thing that helps TO
pull the bell But look at papa-do help TO sup
port him-youre good for nothing
." | am indeed murmured poor Miss Priscilla,
with gentle shake of her head, and low. slow
sigh of acquiescence. Alas as she over the
catalogue of her accomplishments the more she re
membered what she could do TOR her sick parent
the more helpless and useless she appeared For
instance. she could have embroidered him night
cap--or knitted him a silk purse-or plated him
guard chain-or cut him out watch paper-or or
namented his braces with beadwOrk-or embrold-
cred his was,coat-or worked him a pair Of slip
pers-or open-worked his pocket handkerchief.
She could even-if such an operation would have
been comforting or saluiary-have roughcasted
him with shell-work-or coated him with red or
black seals-or encrusted him with blue alum-or
stuck him all over with colored waiers-or icsoon-
ed him.
Blu, alas alas what would il have availed her
poor dear papa in the spasmodlcs II she had even les
ioosed him. from top TO toe with little rice paper
roses p
The comments of the female chorus as the author
reads aloud the sorrows OF Miss Crane are droll as
Hoods drollesi who can say more J
So farewell, gentle. generous inventive. genial
and most amusing friend We thank thee for both
tears and laughter; tears which were not heart
breaking laughter which was never frivolous or I'M
kind. In thy satire was no gall in the sting Of thy
winged wit no venom, in the paihos Of thy sorrow
no embedding touch Thou hadst faults as a writer.
we know not whether a man but who cares to
name or even 10 note them Surely, there is enough
on the sunny side of the peach TO feed Us and make
us bless the tree from which II fell. x
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