New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1850-02-15
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.,o,., 70 mary ousaide The sudeniesss' ou' INC H'
~ ,,. vs@u his g-niEs VIII be 1ppreel vheo u'D
-, E.olesde si Poet In the highest meaning o. 'e
- gre., Mzk<r passed from The esTh ~hen me e-'
sc~,,.x, Anthology and the Lays Of Msny Lands
80, "a Hospital His life Of misery, appears 20 ne
-, - s,.pes,ased 70, in immortality Of happiness,
IA ,sis rhyns written with that faith
Ta,KE is no light without companion shade
There are no griefs which do not herald Joys:
In Natures balance oil are fairly weighed,
And everything mus; have It's equpolse
There is no gold withOuten some alloys
Ard no alOys which are entirely dross NOSE
Day weighs with Darkness Silence follows
Lie has two sides. its profit and It's loss
Even the Moon has two-the dark and luminous
ursat Nature is a choral hymn sublime
It's meody complete IFS octsyes true
It's notes al harmonize a. rhyme with rhyme
II there be any discords they ere few,
And when they cease the rhythm bows anew
The systems are the music oi God SOU
The orchestral notes Of Human Life peal thro
The diapsson, which doth upward ron
Add Action and Reaction ruletne Tonorous Whole
There wa. Man who walked ;iis earth 0, ours
Eagirt with misery as with sfroud,
Gathering, with eager hand the ways'de flowers
Ffnging the roses 70 III expectant crowd
Bat every rose had thorns Men cried aloud
When they beheld the hand which blessed them, red
With It's own blood, which trickled rch ard proud
From that great heart. ." Behold, he beeds, they
said
Yet no one stanched the wound although Ton the n
he bled
And still he pluekcd the roses, though he knew
That none beheld him with loving eye
To his belief and 10 his mission true
He woye rich garlands for Humanity
L. 10 vVts. Iva nd Ia.
Leaving no deeds, as Aow'rs, 10 scent the tomb
He merged the Present In Futurity,
And twined the wreatis which shall forever bloom
Not the less brightly because woven IN the gI0o"
Long long ago, when first hi- soul bad birth
II must have throbbed within an Anger p'eas'
Then sunk. mayhap through sim to l0wly Earth
And,forn assumed aud Human hopes possessed
For sometimes in It's visions 1t was blessed
Nv scenes OF Light and music Of the Spheres
Bnt soon again L was panied by dark unrest
An Angel soul, bcgid by lcsi,y fears yeafs
IL grew less strong beneath its woes as rolled IRE
Aud be Is dead the solemn rites are do..e
The few WHO bore the coffin look their last
The human clay is clay-the friends are gone
He sleeping with the worms and with the Pasi
No flowers Of love upon fns grave are cast
No legend tells bis tale the Earth IS dumb
The Cloud, the Sunshine, and the Tempest blast
These are the only pilgrims % his tomb
No friendly hand erocts the rich rnaasoieun
Now. where is Compensation Life was pam
Death was release unto the sleeper there
He gaye us weelth-received he sughi again
II Life be dual for his griei and care
Has he obtained the price, the guerdon iaif
What balance find we All seems misery
All 80. HIS life Of pain makes MS aware
That answering Joy awaits his soul on high
LIrTGRIFys ARE HERALD-sHADEs ot lNN0H-
TAIIIY
This rule s beautifully Illustrated in one Of ENEEsoNs
great Essrys To this Essay would refer all who desire
10 see gropsi what have asserted.