Arkansas intelligencer., 1849-08-25
For The Arkdnsas Inteligencer.
A FAREWELL TO FAYETTEVILLE
BY CLEMENTINE.

BY CLEMENTlNE.
There is lovely spot embosomed in tall hills,
like snless infant Graded on its mothers bo
som. lis Fayetteville, bright, beautiful Foyette.
vile. 1t is situated lofty eminence over
looking some of the most enchanting scenery in
the world. To the South and West, stretches
away as far as the eye can reach, vast
of undulating prairie, Intersected by serpentine
streamIe,s winding like lines of fluid silver. through
leagues of living emerald-interwoven with small
clusters of trees-shady hooks, where angels
might delight TO dwell, and sprnked with flowers
of every ''hue and dye''-thrown in witching
profuslon on natures green vevety robe
When the fields are clad in their vernaI livery,
and the forests draped with foliage; gaze on this
splendid diorama, see the sinking in gorgeous
magnificence, like globe Of molten gold, behind
the distant hills, which limit the vision and as his
expiring rays tremble to extinction-he will smile
n calm adieu in the mutated beams that struggle
obllquely through the waving branches-n the
radiant pencIllIngs thrown luminously back upon
The worId-lnselling the ripping wavee,s with
golden touches-piling up the rosy clouds in cum
brous masses along the sky-seeming like huge
towers erected to guard the chamber of the Day
Gods repose. He has sunk-piowed on his
couch of floating, feecy clouds. twilight, has
thrown hor sable veil DER natures face. The
Queen OF Night has shot out her barque on the
ethereal sea. looking calmly down with her pure
rays-baIhlng the sumberng world in lucent
moonbeams-whe her gliering sisters come
tremuiousy y forth to keep their wonted vigils-
trembling in the Deep blue sky like drops of LIQUID
quicksilver. The weary flowers have folded their
tny petals, with the tears of heaven, like efn
gems, gstening on their blushng bosoms. Oh
Fayetteville, thou art wondrous fair whether
by sunlight, twilight, moonght-thou a ri lovely
stIlI Home of my childhood and youth, can |
ever forget thee p! nover-never. Wherever |
may roam-whatever circumstances NAV sur.
round meas the needle TO the ma ghet, So TO thee
with certainty and constancy, will nv thoughts
ever turn-and, instead Of becoming fainter bv
The lapse OF years, the remembrance will grow
more WITHSTAND out in bold relief, in the sky of
the misty past. Yes, in long years TO como. when
| have wandered far away from the vine-trelsed
groen woods--where my humble cuttage homo is
nestled IN cump of trees, that their bra inches
oer its roof-will ] pause amid my wanderings
and cast a longing lingering look behind" And
IN my dreams of after wears, when the meteor
Hope refuses TO hold forth her fairy perspective
dip her pencil in deusive visions--when its rain
bow form is never seen, but, it's suspended on
the dripping bosom of dewy cloud-then, will
these early memories come stealing I'D from the
tomb OF the past like CLEANS of sunshine amid
April showers-remembrance Of the happy hours
that are forever gone, will rush into the soul like
weight of glory-brngng back all the freshness
and buoyancy of childhood. OH the hours--the
halcyon, the blissful hours, I've passed in Fay.
eueviie--as transItory as the varied rays of the
gay IRIS IN the circumambient coud--their re.
membrance will remain fresh and fadeess, when
| shall be totering under the frosted foliage of
declining years-when | have skinned over the
tide OF soclety-when my fra barque has been
dashed to and fro upon its spumous wave-her sails
ribooned by the rushing gusts Of the fearful winds
her masts riven by the luriG bolts of heaven
then Will the recoections of homo and all its love.
liness, come looming up from the grave of other
years, and gild my hours of 81 pom.
In few days, many weary mile will separate
us-but, though trackIess forests disunite-:hough
oceans intervene-l will ever think of thee No
cold Lethean wave can wash from memory the
impression of your Edenic loveliness. Bright.
beautiful ayetteville-farewe, farewell forever:
Home of my childhood never forget thee,
Tho lar may roam, surrounded by friends;
Deeply and warmly in my heart have L set tn ee
And holiest thought with thy mem ry blends.