Wheeling times and advertiser. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1839-1849, 1845-10-30

AUTUMN.-Thew writer's, both OF prose and
poetry appear 10 have fixed upon this season of
the year, the black seal of melancholy, as
though these were in reality the most sorrow
iul days OF the three hundred and sixty-five
1t certainly sounds very interesting in poetry
1.-The melancholy days are come,
"The saddest OF the year
But this is only the dictum of poet, after all.
and ii may be one OF those licenses they are
provcrbial for taking, with the seasons as well
DIS with their prosody sometimes.
We think there is something peculiarly at
tractive and loveable in autumn--with its sere
and yellow lcaf-its quiet and repose-when
nature Is throwing of the georgeousuess of her
surnrncr apparel, and preparing for her whit
er's nap--we hold With Prentice, that leach
season has its ownpecuiiar beauties and glor-
les, Winter has ITS domestic comforts and its
iircsidc Ic0elry-Spring is rich in its fragrant
winds, flowers and bird songs-Summer has
its fruits its rich harvests, and yellow grain
fields which sway like the waves of the sea
before the rushing Withstand Autumn has its
yellow and somewhat saddened splendors, i'm
which we think there is something more ex-
quisite still than can be claimed for either of
the other seasons"
And that writer beautifully Observes
"When we look at Winter, Spring and
Summer in "Fancig's glass we feel we are
net robbing them OF any tribute which is due 10
them il we say with Burns:
Though this was fair and that was Draw
And you the boast of "a the town.
sighed and said amang them a,
Yc are ia Mary Morrison"
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familiar with every "blink of her bonnie eve -
and every Palas like tone OF her ''tinct1rcd
lip" She comes before our mind in its drea-
my hours as Egeria did before Numas. She
Is the embodiment of all beauties which charm
the senses, and there is so much richness,
strength, tenderness, poetry aud eloQucnce i'm
her discourse, that, if the revolving wear"
were monarchy AND nN republic, she
would certainly be entitled to her throne"
Doubtless, with persons of sentimental
turn, to whom nature has given a tcmpcra
mcnt of peculiar sensitiveness the autumn
may engender melancholy disappoint-
nncnts OF the heart may press more heavily
sorrow may he fell, more kecnly--the falling
leaf may recall the memory, of
"The friends 50 linked together.
"Wc'ye seen around us fall
Still there IS fellowship of feeling with
the heart and tn season, and with many there
els sucha ClrsJIn in melancholy.
"They would not, If they could bn CAV.
FOy ou part, we are rather disposed To view
Autumn a. the threshold of Winter. and look
beyond IT TO bright fire sides and happy look
ing faces, and 90 sing Winter is coming who
cares II the SUNNI has passed it may be-
that the summer Of the heart has not gone by
and 50 long as that remains; all seasons may
b. frightened with its sunshine II the pre-
sent be ssd, we know that a change must come
for change nDw marks every thinp around nj.
ii Depressed shake on the incubus for TN,
Piuions Of hopc will still bear US 10 a brighter
ih"re. AS the poet Peabody says.
''H9w mildly on tie wondering cloud
Che sunset bcaal is cast
lis like the uUmory left behind.
When loy q ones breath their last.
Bnd now, above the dcNs Of night.
The yellow star appears;
So fifth springs in the hast Of those
Whose eyes are bathcd ia tcass"
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