Richmond enquirer. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1815-1867, 1848-11-21
POETRY.
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A, night she kneli beside ne: pee, -;,,,
Her brow was warm, her eheehs "e'e y = :"
The fevc.ed glow .ottness spread
Repeaih an Eye o., fearful lish';
Hor Inns were pale, her whisp:inss soft,
So full with soiow, love AMI oliss,
She b,ea;hed the prayer her lips were taught
And turned mo;hcts cheek 10 kiss
She paused, she felt she now had ceased
To be, as then, happy chic
No mothers face her joy Increased :
She sazed, i, seemed her eyes were WIG
one bitter pang then pierced her 'ieds''
One thought OF horror filled her orap,
Twas she who made her en-, ."oi oie>'
lls TOYS she meier can bring AGAIN
\ sigh stole from her heaylng breast
A tear stood on her burning cheeR,
Her hands were or her bosom pressed,
She was 100 tul her Thoughts TO speak.
She loved that name OF mother ccar,
Her lie her fond affection proved;
But oh The voice, once sweet and clear,
Now babe he. Danish him she loved.
Her eirIhood days had passed, were gone,
She leli a woman's heart was hers;
Love, sol, and true, had there alone
Wrealhcd hopes and joys unmlxea WIN 'ed''
Alas too soon Inc moment came
For in her bliss she iclt secuiei
She nov mus. call her mothers nahe'
To think Of all that she endules'
Her iey'rish head the pillow pressed, gu
whist inns her bfeast and mind were niled
In vain her Suff'rnas seemed 10 rest
Her heart was like an aspen f,iieu.
Al length The though, .! him she ioVed'
Like sun rays playing ihfonsn CLOUD,
Reamed in her mind and soothing, ro7ed
The breast, whose grief was btealnec aioui'
Her sighiue ceased, her face was calm,
M bitter ieai OF zoe Shs weft;
Her eyeiids closet, i seemed charm
Had wood her gently as she SLEPT
A vision srafSlei 10 hei brain,
Rright as the pale moons siivIV neahi
She gazsd upon MS 'ace again.
'rwas "a pure though twere 10 dream
She lei. mis- warm hand clasp her own,
Ills voice with music, charmed heI Cal,
She heard him, as, when oil aions,
II. breathet The bliss Of love sihcere
he seemed. al once, some woe 10 dread,
nd turned as il ms tate 10 see,
No, no, he sighed, the shaft has sped.
No, 10 nv bosom, but 70 thee
know hon lowest me, ne bTeained,
And that thou sill will cling 70 me-
That true loves flowers are gently wreainea
Around Thy heart in wilcherY.
He sazed with fon;neSs in hsreYe
and pressed her lips with ono swec KISS;
The vision Vanished. 4 soft sign
Brea,hed, endure twill WIZ my bliss.
Richmond, November II, lsiS.
Iron. the Giae,nnatl Commercial
TO MISS SALLY BUDD.-BY Sam Blossom
You know full well, dear Sally Budd
NV love, in Blossom, blooms Tor you;
Then will you not, s~ee, Sally Buaa,
Untold ana De : Blossom TOO :
SO fair a Budd N nies young Spring
Was surely made Tor Blossom ing
A buid that viii ut blossom, Sally,
Must lfuiiless live is pass'GS day,
Then drop alone mo The val"y,
Unnoced ia is swi decay;
While lnose that bloom upon the stem
Have eyes that watch ami smile Tor them!
Dear Sally Budd, then ieIl me whether
In our brigh, Spring We shall not be
Two blossoms, t@ned in love loselne!,
a swinging on creations tree,
On whom The dews shall sweety ia'l,
And morning 'gh, more sweet Than all
The birds Of JOY shall round Us sing,
And love-, soil gales shall fan Us, Sally;
And when we've had a pleasant SWING
Wen drop osethef in the valley,
While sill The tree OF life shall wave,
And bend with ifuaee Ger our grave