Richmond daily Whig. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1842-1861, 1847-06-05

on.e.n on THE no.s Ross =. |.


In his heartcsrve Car with Butterfly steeds.
Bespangled with jewels Of dew,
With hafness Of Flowers. and uappings OF Gems.
oalglesming in brightness the Kings dsdems.
And changed by his breath TO insoluble iee-
On his euand Of mischief Love few.
With his hArobell helmet upon his brow,
Half hiding his iicssy locks.
lie sat in his as IL flew along
Hall humming. hall muterinR his fsvorite song;
And his lips like Rosebud Just cleft in twain,
Were smiling and pouting. as n shadowy uain
OF thoughts was Aung sIhwsrt his brain
'rwould puzzle old Herschell TO tell tho hue
OF his flashing eyes now blaek-now blue
Now hszel-now gtey-half joyous-haf mad
Hall flashing with angsr-now weeping and sad L.
As changeiul OF hue a wntry Star,
Which hsshes . wild In its home afar;
One instant an Emerald-the next a Pearl
A Jssper-s Ruby-a fiery whirl
OF chsngeiul hucs-all beautiful
With his cobweb whip he thrashed away
For he was vexed and III tell YOU why;
Tie had found all maidens so easily won
That in all his travels he had found one
Who dehed his arrows and smiled him TO acorn
But as soon as he turned glance of his cye
They instantly cry, :" yield die 80
And trembling they fall before his feet
Aud mercy and pardon they swcetly entr-st;
And such Is the panic, both and Tar,
They yield when they hear tho sound Of his car:
SO soon he had nothing nj all to do
But SIT and think then sad he grew,
And cloycd with such victory.
Then he aed on board Of his Nautilus shin
Aud spread its fairy sails;
And waited by Zephyr through sparkling foam
lilo sought IN our country free home;
Where years ago he had been told
There awelt People who boarded up Gold.
VINO cafeo not Tor Love, and laughed him to scotn:
And an insult like that not to be borne;
SO ne landed a, Plymouth but soon no found
As from city TO city he flew around,
That he was deceived for every whero
tie lound his suhlects-young and old
Old men and maidens-ebon and fair
Confessed HE power: Said he, e. declare
must not believe such tales =!
But one day as toward the South he flew
where The breeze Is balmier. and where the dew
Is sweeter and purer. a note he found
winch covered a challenge to try his skill
Ga amaiden's heart, who de6ed his will
q" Aha :" he cried. 81 I'll have some sport:
Aud when she Is captured, my own court
Enehained with Flowers, I'll have her led
but he found twas not soon done as said
but he cracked his whip, and his Butterflies flew
through Garden OF Flowers ell cleaning with dow
Al the door of an Arbor his Tcins he drew
Aha Mr.. Cupid, thought IL was youu
lie turned and beautiful maid was there
With her teeth OF pearl and spiral hair;
She was young, and 50 lovely IL made Love oar.
With halt open mouth, all in amaze
10 IND her 80 beauteous but soon he sprung
while his tiny harebells all silvery runs,
Upon the velvet ground.
He gave her n 'giaHee'-but she needed not that,
A smile but that would not do:
So angered his bow he instantly strung
And one by one his he sprung
But he could not take aim his arrows ware speJ
And he found he had shot all his Butterflies dead
Though the Maiden unhurt provokingIy smiled.
And called him "a dear little pretty spoiIt child
And sroked down his hair and kissed his fair cheek
oh Love was so mad he could not speak
And finding that all his horses were dead
With half muueTed oath he turned and Had
Till night had set IN then tired he threw
His faded limbs in Rose, that grew
AL blushing and sparkling with dew
Sweety and soundy he slept that night
But he woke with the lark at morn;
And As he sPrang up and opened his eyes,
lie was pleased TO behold. within the blue skies
Those Flowers OF Stars, TO which night Eiveth birth
Smiling aud hooking their sisters Of Earth
bat up he sPrang and turned TO repay
The Rose where so sweetly all night he lay;
But she was blushing 50 sweety, and tears OF dew
Were 50 thick on her leaves, that without more ado
HIS own Winters mantle Of Moss he threw
Upon her fair neck. " Take this" he said
As he kissed her sweet lips, and away he fed:
And ever since then this Rose hath worn
Tins mantle OF Moss to hide each thorn
Richmond June Sd, lSi7.