Richmond daily Whig. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1842-1861, 1845-10-25

AUTUNS-The writers, both Of prose and poetry appear
have fixed upon this Of the year. the black seal
of melancholy though these reality the most sor.
rowfu days Of the three hundred and sixty FIVE 1t certain
ly sounds very interesting in poetry:
1.-THE melancholy days are come,
1.-THE saddest Of the year
But this only the deum Of poet after ALL and il may be
Of those licenses they prOyerbs Tor taking with the
seasons well with their prosody sometimes
We think there s something peculiarly attractive and
loveabe in autumn-wh its and yellow leaf-its qui
ct and repo.e-when throwing of the gorgeous
OF her summer apparel and preparing for her winters
nap-we hold with Prentice that each season has iis
peculiar beauties aud glorios. Winter has its domestic
comforts and It's Preside reyey-Spring rich in It's fra.
grant winds flowers and bird songs-Summer has is fruits
It's rich harvest and yellow grainfelds which sway like
the waves Of the before the rushing Withstand Al
umn has its yellow and somewhat saddened spendors in
which think there is something exquisite st''
than can be claimed for either ofthe other seasons"
And that winter beautifully observes
when look Winter Spring and Summer in
Fsncies glass;" we feel robing them Of any
tribute which Is due TO them we soy with Burns:
Though this was fair and that was Draw
And you the boast Of a. the town.
sighed and said smsng Thorn a.
Ye are ma Mary Morrison"
Autumn is our Mary Morrison and we are familiar with
every "bink Of her bonnie black eye" and every Paas
like tone Of her "Vermil- tncured lip" Sno comes be-
fore our mind IN is dreamy hours Egeriu did before M
mas She the emb ,diment Of all beauties which charm
the senses, and there IL much richness. strength ten
derness poetry and eoquonce her DISCOURSE that If the
revolving year where monarchy and not n republic sbe
would certainly DO entitled 10 her throne"
Doubtless, with persons Of sentimental turn 10 whom
nature has given temperament Of pocuia sensdvones,
the autuIun may engender molanchoy-he dissppoint.
menis o tho heart msy heavily sorrow msy bo
iei more keenly-he falling leaf may recall the memory Of
".rhe friends 50 linked together,
We've seen sround Us fall
Still there ss f. owshp Of feeling with the heart and
| the season, and with many there
"ls such charm in melancholy
"They would not II they could be CAV
For part rather disposed 10 Wow Autumn a.
the threshold Of Winter and look beyond II 10 brgb i,e
sides and hsppy looking faces. and 70 siaR in,o, il
coming! who caresl II the has passed- nay he
'ha the SUMMER Of the heart has gone BY and 90 Ions
a. that remans oil season may be frightened with its sun
shine " fbe present be sad, know that q chang, us
come Tor change marks every thieg around us-i
depressed, shake OF the incubus Tor the pnions Of b,ps
VIII still bear ne 10 brighter future A. the poet Peabo
! dy sayG NV
| How mildly on the wandering cloud
| The sunset besm s cast
| lis like the memory left behind
| when loy'd ones breath their Last
And now, shove the dews OF night
The yellow star sppsars;
soisith springs IN the heart Of those
| Whose eyes are bsthed in iesn."
! IN. " Mirror,