Iowa capitol reporter. [volume] (Iowa City, Iowa) 1841-1855, 1849-02-21
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BY A VIRGINIA.

Awake, awake, the sun is UP,
Awake, and sally forth,
We've had a rain of jewelry,
From out the frozen North;
The earth is robed in dazzling white,
Each tree Is hung with gems,
And diamonds, in ten thousands Shapes,
Are hanging from their stems.
Each bush, and every humble shrub,
With precious stones Is strung,
And all the purest, brightest things,
By handfulls round are flung;
The em'rald; and the amethist!
The topazes behold!
And here and there ruby red
Is sparkling in the cold.
The chrystolite and jasper see,
And that bright SaIdine stone
The holy Patmos Prophet saw
Upon the Heavenly Throne;
Here all the gold Of ophri shines,
With all Colconda's store,
And who could ever number up
The countless myrirds more?
The holly, in its darkest green,
With crimson fruit looks gay,
Encased in solid silver, too,
How rich is its display!
In green and gold the shaggy pine
Seems almost in blaze,
With all the SUMS reflected light,
Yet softened to the gaze.
The cedar! ah, thou favored tree!
In scripture it is told
They laid thee in the house of God,
And covered thee with gold!
But great as was King Solomon,
He, nor the house he made,
Were dress'd in such magnifcence
AS thou hast here displaycdi
The beech tree stands in rich array
OF long and shining threads,
Its brittle boughs all bending low
To earth their dropping heads,
And now and then some broken limb
Comes crashing from on high;
And showering down world of gems
That sparkle as they fyl
Briarcus OF the trees,
Spreads out his pondrous icy arms,
Loud cracking in the breeze;
And as the reused up lion "shakes
The dew drops from his mane,"
So does the woodland monarch shake
His chrystals DER the plain;
But time would fail to tell of all
That bright and starry hos.
The North wind brings ssto witch the world''
From out the realms of frost;
The meanest thing, the most deformed,
The dry and sapless bough,
The bramble rude, the rugged thorn,
Are pure and spotless now.
Ye councillors of earth! come forth,
Ye princes, who have gold;
Your diadem, ye kings, bring here,
The jewerd crowns ye hold;
Come, woman, in thine ornaments,
In all their costly sheen
And let them be the loyeliest ones
That ever graced queen!
This grass that's trodden under foot,
This weed with branching arms
Thus glittering in the morning sun,
Hath fifty fold your charms;
Then cast your baubles vile away,
And bend in solemn thought,
To HIM who hath this gorgeous scene
From storm and tempest wrought.
Yet this fair pageant soon must fade
Before the breath of noon,
And, by the fla. from on high
1Our pTedtn snail laQe as soon.
o, lay not worthless riches up,
Which ssmoth and rust assail,''
But those which at the Judgment day,
Through Christ viii then avail.
What though the sun SO soon must melt
This frostwoIk and its forms,
ITO cno,le tbouo into life ,oa;n
Who rides amid the storms;
So, sin the twinkling of an eye,'
At His last trumpet dread,
Our bodies fashioned gloriously,
Shall rise up from the dead.
The sun goes up his destined way
How few doth heed my calls!
In tears the vision melts away,
The s.basc,ess fabric" falls.
Itoo could shed soiae tears, alas
That this sweet scene is passed;
For scenes as sweet, it brings to mind,
Which fed away as fast
sWho but an Irishman,o writes distinguish
,dicial friend, "subect they all are to an extr
rdinary confusion Of idea, could give such an an
rer as this? COURT: elbow fast were you dilFIn
AMEs?o WITNESS: ooh, very slow! your hone
crv slowp CouRT: aI,nt hOv slow, pray?" WI
Ess: ewhy, your honor, bet,veen a ralk and sfan'
CURT: 81 don't understand that" BRABy,
ounsel, suggested that it was very plain. A hac
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