Martinsburg gazette. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1833-1855, 1847-08-19
FOR THE GAZETTE
THE GARDENER AND RosE-TREE.
A FAB L e.

THE GARDENER AND RosE-TREE.
A FABLE.
To Mrs. IT. p, Of Gcrardssocn, on The Deaf
Of her infant Daughter, By sym.Pat'''sr'l
Friend u. Z. u.
In a sweet spot which wisdom chose,
Crew a unique and lovely Rose;
A how'r so fair was seldom BONE
A Rose almost without thorn.
Each passing stranger stopp'd TO yiew'
A plant possessing charms so new,
"Sweet Flow'rn each lip was heard 70 say
Nor less the Owner pleas'd tran they:
Rear'd by his hand with constant Care
And planted in his chQlce parserie'
OF all the garden III The PRIDE,
No how'r SO much admlr'd beside.
Nor did the Rose unconscious bloom,
Nor feel ungrateful for the boon;
'Oftas her Guardian came that way,
Whether at dawn or eve Of day,
Expanded wide--her form unveil'd,
She double fragrance then exhal'd.
As months toll'd on, the spring appear'd
rs genial rays the Rose matur'd;
Forth from its root shoot extends
The parent Rose-tree downward bends,
And with a JOY unknown before,
Contemplates the embryo fiow'r.
Offspring most dear" she fondly said,
part of myself beneath my shade
Safe shalt thou rise, whilst happy ],
Transported with maiernaLjoy
Shall see thy little buds appear,
Unfold, aud bloom in beauty here.
What though the Lily or Jonqulle,
Or Hyacinlh no longer fill
The space around me--all shall be
Abundantly made up in thee.
"What though my present charms decay,
And passing strangers no more say
Ofme "Sweet Flow'r!" Yet thou shalt raise
Thy blooming head and gain the praise
And this reyerberated pleasure,
Shall be TO me a world of treasure
Cheerful part with former merit,
That it my darling may Inherit
Haste then the hours which bid thee bloom,
And fill the zephyrs with perfume %
Thus had the Rose-tree scarcely spoken,
Ere the sweet cup of bliss was broken.
The Gardner came, and with one stroke
He from the root the offspring took;
Took from The soil wherein il grew,
And hid il from the parents view.
Judge We who know Mothers cares
For the dear tender babe she bears,
The parents anguish, we alone
Such sad vicissiudes have known.
Deep was the wound, nor slight the pain,
Which made the Rose -tree thus complain:
Dear little darling! art thou gone,
Thy charms scarce to thy Mother known
Removed so soon! So suddenly
Snach'd from my fond maternal eye!
What hast thou done dear offspring say,
So early to be snatch'd away!
What, gone for ever? seen no more?
For ever thy loss deplore!
Ye dews descend, with tears supply
My now forever fearful eye;
Or, rather, come some northern blast,
Dslodge my yielding roots in haste!
Whmwinds arise, my branches tear,
And to some distant region bear,
Far from this spot, a wretched mother
Whose fruit and joys are gone together"
As thus the snghish'd Roselree cry'd,
Her Owner near her she espy d;
Who, in these gentle terms reprov'd
A plant, though murm'rng thus BELOVED:
Cease, beauteous fiowir these useless cries,
And let thy lesson make thee wise.
Art thou not mine? Did not my hand
Transplant thee from the barren sand,
When once, mean, unsghtly plant,
Exposed to injury and want,
Unknown and unadmr'd found
And brought thee TO this fertile ground;
With studious art improv'd thy form.
Secur'd thee from tn inclemen; storm,
And through the seasons Of the year,
Made thee my unabating care2
Hast thou not blest thy happy lot,
In such an Owner--such spot?
But now, because thy shoot l've taken,
Thy best of friends must be forsaken!
Know, flow'r BELOVED, even this afiliction,
Shall prove 10 thee benedction;
Had not the young plant remov'd,
So fondly by thy heart BELOVED,
OF me thy heart would scarce have thought,
With gratitude no more be fraught:
Yea, thy own beauty be at stake,
SURRENDERED for thy ofispring's sake.
Nor think that hidden from thine eyes,
The infant plant neglected lies;
.No, We anotner garuen, Wnere
In richer soil and purer air
It's now transplanted, there to shine
Its beauties fairer far than thine.
'Nor shalt thou always be apart
From the dear darling of thy heart;
For 'tlS my purpose thee to bear
In future time, and plant thee there,
Where thy now absent off set grows,
And blossoms a celestial Rose.
BE patient then till that set hour shall come
When thou and thine shall in new beauti
bloom
No more its absence shalt thou then depore,
Together grow, and meier be parted more"
These words to silence hush'd the plantiv,
Rose,
With deeper bushes reclining now she glows,
Submissive bows her unrepining head.
Again her wonted, grateful fragrance shed
Cy'd Thou hast taken only what's thine owl
Therefore thy will, my Lord notmine be done.
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Marrten,
In Christ Church, Wildwood, on Tuesday tn
10Th inst hv the Rev \Vm O. II fonas a.