Richmond enquirer. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1815-1867, 1849-06-12
POETRY.
From the Tennessee Guardian

A WELCG ~
From tie Pupils of The tos,.mh Fsnaate inst'-
TUE 10 Mas. JAMES K. Pe;S
A few brish, years have s'iied b.
Since thou tid'st from thy loved ones paI;
Since thou dds, leave, with ear.lil eye,
A deep-drawn sigh on every heart.
Thou'sl seen The world, thou'st seen lis way,
And mingled much where pleasure thrills
SayI in that distant home so gay
Dds, thou ne'si miss these woodland hills
They say that lime has thrown no shade
OF sorrow on Thy queenly brow;
That on thy lip where mirth hath played,
The smile cen CLEANS as brightly now.
And in tina, dark, that Ielty han.
No silvery strand hath found place
For time balh leil no line OF care
To mar the lusre oilhy face.
Has, thou forgot a happy band,
That here stood near thee years ago,
To see thee leave thy native land;-
And wept because they loved thee SOL
The dark.eyed maiden babe thee HE
With counry's honor Tor thy shield,
Meath flag Of Stars from freedoms sky
Thy woman's gentle power 10 WELD.
gu, those dark eyes that sparkled then
Can never thrill thy spirit more;
Perchance they would moi smile again
As they onced smiled in days Of yore.
That Joyous band has ceased 10 roam
The dark eyed girl is now BRIDE
And some have sought Southern home,
To launch life's bark on ocean TIDE.
Aud some whose hearts beat quick with mirh,
Sleep cold and low where 1Iid buds wave,
The last words breahed were, earth 10 eatIh /;
The worlds las, gift an early grave.
There's many a change in flight OF years,
And locks once jet are white with snow;
And many a cheek been vet with tears
Full many soul bowed down with woe.
Thou sees, the change and all are flown
or that bright land that blessed thee then,
Save one or Two, perhaps unknown,
Who welcome thy return again.
No change in thee; time hath not stole
One noble spark from that true heart
And il thou has, Thy counIry's soul.
IT'S pure as snew, and tree from afl.
Few, very few can win the name
AS well deserved, that thou hast won;
And few can walk the paths Of fame,
Untouched, unscaihed, as thou hast done.
YET lhou'rt mol changed; AMI werl thou 50
Thy hearts TOO frank the TAU, 10 hidei
I'd blush TO see the SO 2 81 lowe
As tain, thy soul win earlhly pride.
Then welcome back we're freedoms own
And thou IA. STAGED i..l freedoms hall
And we'll iuil sell, ween III. known,
Thou's noby gone al country's call
The star decked hag that DER us hung,
Shed lustrc on our land aiar
YET one orb purer radiance flung,
When thou dds Shine-THYsELf A STAR
MORNING HEDITATIoNS.
by THOMAS HOOD
lie, Taylor preach upon morning breezy,
How well TO rise while night aud larks are tiy
ing,
For my part getting up seems no, 50 easy,
BY hall as iyng.
What if the lark does carol in the sky,
Soaring beyond The sight 10 find him out
Wherefore am 70 rise al such fy2
I'm mol trout.
Talk not to me OF bees and such like huns,
They smell OF sweet herbs 1.-THE morning prime
Only lie long enough, and bed becomes
A bed OF time.
To me Dan Phpbus and his cares are nought
His sleeds that paw impatienily about,
Let them enjoy, say |, as horses ought
The first iuIn out.
Rghl beautiful The dewy meads appear,
Besprnkled by The rosy fingered girl
What then il prefer my pillow dear
To earthly pearl?
NV stomach is not ruled 81 other mems.
And gramblipg fof season, quantity begs--
Wherefore should miser rise before The hens
Have laid their eggs
Why from comfortable pillow starr,
To see faint Pushes in the east awakenf
A fig, say |, Tor any s'reaky part,
Excepting bacon,
Who used 10 haste the dewy grass among
To meet The sun upon The upant lawn
Wel!-h he died youui
With chairwonicn srch cary aou.e agree,
And sweeps that earn b-t',scs ths'r bite II
sup,
But I'm nc climbing bov, amt wi! Il Dc
All up-a.
So here III lie, my morning calls deIetr:as,
Till something nearer 10 the stroke Of noon;
A man that's lend pIecociously oil stirring,
Mus, be spoon.