New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1846-04-10

richer, purer. mellower draughi.'
Our French neigbbors have been the object Of
humorous satire for their new coinage of terms TO
describe the heroes of their modern romance. A
hero is no hero unless he has "ravaged brows," is
blase" or "brise" and " fatigued.' His eyes
mus, be languid and his cheek hollow. Youth,
health and strength charm no more-only the tree
broken by the gust Of passion beautiful only the
lamp that has burnt the better part of it's oil pre-
cious in their eyes This with them the air
of caricature and grimace yet indicates real want
of this Time feeling that the human being ough,
grow more, rather than less attractive with the pass
age of tme and that the decrease in physical charms
would, in fair and full life be more than compen-
stated by an increase Of those which appeal TO the
imagination and higher feelings
A friend complains that while most men nre like
mu sic boxes, which you can wind up TO play their
set of tunes and then they stop, in our society the
set consists of only two or three tunes at most
That is because no new melodies are added after
five and twenty farthest 1t is the topic of jest
and amazemeut with foreigners that what is called
society given much into the hands Of the boys
and girls Accordingly it wants spirit, variety and
depth of tone and we find there no historical pre-
heads Of Julius Caesar, OVERLOOKING with meanings
as the sun with light.
Sometimes we hear an educated Voice that shows
us how these things might be altered II has lost
the fresh tone of youth, but it has gained unspeak
ably in depth, brlliancy and power ofexpression,-
How exquisite its modulatons so finely shaded
showing that all the intervals are filled up with little
keys Of fairy decacy and in perfect tune It's deep
er tones sound the depth of the past, It's more thrilling
notes express an awakening TO the infinite and ask
thousand questions of the spirits that are TO unfold
our des,nes too far reaching TO be clothed in words
+ Who does not feel the sway Of such voice l,
makes the whole range ofour capacities resound and
,remble and when there is positiveness enough 10
( give an answer calls forth most melodous echoes.
The human eye gains, in like manner, by time and
experience Its substance fades, but it is only the
more filed with an ethereal lustre which penetrates
the gazer till he feels as if
"Tha, eye were in itself soul"
and realizes the range OF its power
ITO rouse. TO win. TO fascnate. 10 melt
And by It's spell of underlined control
! Magnetic draw the secrets Of the soul
The eve that shore beneath the white locks OF
Thorwaldsen was such an one, the eye ofimmortal
youth the indicator of the mans whole aspect in
! future sphere. Wehave scanned such eyes closely
when near we saw that the lids were red the corners
detaced with ominous marks, the orb looked faded
and tear strained but when retreated far enough
for its ray TO reach 1t seemed far younger than
the clear and limpd gaze of infancy, more radiant
than the sweetest beam in that Of early youth The
1 Future and the Past met in that glance.
! 0 for more such eyes! The vouchers OF free, OF
! full and ever growing lives