Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1849-01-12
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TO MISS M A." w d. OF VIRGINIA.

Heel
Visions of the past, before me steal.
I've been reading much, but thinking more,
Of one who dwells on distant shore:
Till my wel-coursed book I've laid aside
While my tenderest thoughts. they sweetIy glide
From the scenes I've read of, imposing and grand
TO thee, absent one, in distant land and
On wings oflove, they'll swiftly roam,
To thy Mothers own sweet cottage Home;
Where murmnring streamlett that softly signs;
Where Sappho's+ vauIted arches rise,
Around which now gathers-a halo bright
Of recollections, the dearest to nv mental sight.
AS the Oasis in the desert to the Arabian's eye,
So dear to this heat is friendships tie,
And dearer to me, thy cottage Home;
And dearer still thy friendship, won
But dearest of all. thy image to me,
FAIR friend ofmy manhood, pay homage to thee.
For thine eye-'tis an eye love to ken,
It's kindly glance-'tis joyous then;
1t reveals the thoughts of trusting heart,
Untouched by sorrow, untaught by art:
Whose affections pure as the impd stream,
When its placid waters in the sunset CLEAN.
Thy voice, is voice love to hear;
It's tone TO me, is music dear:
Sweeter by far than the nghtingaIe's song,
Which, on balmy zephyrs are borne along;
Music, dearer to me does its cadence seem,
Than matin song or vesper hymn:
O-sSd am /, that thou art not here;
That to me- 'hushed is thy lute-string, and vacant
thy CHAIR
o, thy friendship is such, as fain would link
L the life-strings of my devoted heart;
That its influence soft. might ever guide,
My path Ger life's uneven tide,
That upward and onward. ever right,
Like the eagle in his airy flight;
True as the magnet to the pole,
'Twould lead me to the Heavenly goal.
Though late since we parted, yet long it seems;
Thine image is present in all my dreams,
Like magic spell to guard my cot
Like talsimanic power to guide my feet,
Thy spirit, its present, when the Tempter comes
With false glowing colors, to deceive, that he may
But, when true manhness triun4phs, a nd hea
not his wiles.
Then not lightly value Virginia's smiles.
But the night is waning,
And fancy thou art sleeping now,
With quiet look, and tranquil brow;
On thy dewey lips, think smile
AS beaming now as ever the while,
On thy cheek wot the lily glow,
And blends its beauty with the mantling of rose,
While the magic sweetness that on thee rests,
1t has now my heart with its tenderness.
And in this still amhrosal hour,
While the night winds gently sigh,
Oblations from affections bower,
On seraph wing go fly
TO the Maid l owe, that's far away,
In her own Virginia home.
Where the Meherrin's placid waters glide
Where its bounding pillows foam;
But the lilies that bud, in its waters green,
And bloom in its silver sea
Are less pure on their tiny stem, l ween,
Than the spirit that dwells in thee.
Soft, soft be thy slumber, and sweet thy sleep,
While ye angels band vigil keep,
And guard thy couch from every i'll,
While in thy heart sweets distil
It'll the shades of night no longer stay,
Till its sombre hues, they flee away,
And The crimson tints of the rosy morn,
Der thy curtain peep, oerthy vision dawn.
0, fair as the waterfalls close to thee gushing,
So, light was my heart, till loves witchery came,
Twas free as those waters, that ever are rushing,
Till -- klndled its love, and then smothered
its flame:
Yet be it mine-be it mine, to embeish thy Dill.
With everything beauteous that grows in the earth;
Each flower from the valley; each gem from the
billow,
May they sweeten thy dream, and iIumine thy
hearth.
observation-disclosures Ewes sweet daughters
Are loved not in the hearts of the fair and brave:
I'll forget not the murmur of Meherrin green wa
ter,
I'll forget not the nymph of its bounding wave.
w. G. c.
Wilmington, N. c., Christmas Night, Is4s.
Family Clock.
tMeherrn River lovely stream, on whose banks
dwells the heroine of these lines
tReferring TO Sappho Bridge across the Meherrn.
sA little sheet of water whose gurgling sound is ever
ringing on the
Prayer on the Cholera.-Bshop Potter OF
the Episcopal Church in Pennsylvania, has
prepared form of prayer to be used in all the
churches of the diocese. while the Asiatic
Cholera is Threatening US with its ravages.
Ohio Bristling Up.-The Ohio State Jour.
nal of the 18th ult contains comparative
statement of the number and value of hogs in
the State of Ohio, as returned by the assessors
in 1847 and 1848 The number for last year
is set down at / .757 1913, value $780, FOG
this year 1,S70,777, value So. 1929, 493 Il
will be seen that there is a depreciation in the
assessed value of about 25 per cent
STATE OF NoRTH-cARoLINA.