The daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1848-1851, 1850-04-30

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effect by MIS- Reward, MISS melville, Mr. Oui
fad and Mr.. Mckeon, TO the plaintive melody o
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which was well recelved
POEM. BY GRo. w. CHRIsrY,
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g ICY is'Hs eesp seoleu N eAo human p,ees,
Diea, Iounu wiicp We wv nest
Some Idol Thought, whose outlines still remain,
When all else fades as sur. clouds in the West --
When rosy day pales slowly to its rest
'Tis Gods great Rft 10 man whose restless mind
Had eIse been portiouless: nor, NAV we find
Exemptons from our nature common law
Or found a loes ench finder must ieplore
Not Youth Alone when impulse holds the sway,
And uncurbed Fancy spreads her bright array
And PASSIONS glow doth ouicken into birth
Fair visions, ali too beautifn for Esrth.
Rut Age. and Manbood,s mime their trbuta nav
To-day. "a hnt tbe Drs.,n IL vss,s,isyr
And WIN All, I,,o s;nos .,rit,Iv roII;n. vsar.
Betray how fast eacb Vision di..nnears.
How fast zach hone cloae nss.lad 10 the hear,
Spreads firth lis wings imnatient N 5epart ?
AlasI Man's ual6sh naturs ,saks rs,urn
For every feeble efI,rt and fins we learn
Great action springs from self naueht else twoud seem
May kindle Il to warmth save idle Dream
Without Ideal aims MINIS life ,yould be
A pulselsss soul dead Reality,
A.. .es.r,u,.
By gentle winds to gentler feelings wooed
Low murmurs fling their music on the ear
And forms of Beauty TO the mind appear
Fair Angel forms. for Beauty is divine
And whilst we gaze we ,yorsbin At her SHRINE
And as we woship with each measured strain
Wild Inspiration leans through every vein
An hail sweet Dream with tbougbts Of Rs,u,v r
The canvass glows-the marble brss,hss win Gss
Thy shadowed form stands ontl;na1 ~ on, s,za
And Art triumphant, wins immortal prase
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, Wna. seens yon watcher OF the starry waste
TIT ~ Lo, ssonI don n N ner azy haste,
Half wrapt in its folds like cornse in h. shronJ
Are the lines of his destiny written tberpo
Is his fate hung ont on the pulseless ajr
Like scroll to be read hy some midnigb, Sac,
With its bopes and It's Mains lis low and it, fs,r2
Is the horsocope souebt2 Is the tesming womb
Ofthe Future pierced for a glance at the tomb2
No. a loftier Dream now s,yeeps tbrougb hi brs;r
And tinges his cheek with deep ming stain.
There is order and method in every star.
The impulse which hurls the red comet afar
The phases which marshal each change of the ,ooo,
The shadow which dims and eclipses her noon.
A wild hope up.springs in the wondering mind
A dream of its powerfully should II MT find
That law which retains each bright orb in its Snb.ya
And bids the faint ray in the west disanpearq
Night after night the starred heavens are scanned
Facts noted and measured and tbaoy;ea nl,nnod
Till proofs are augmented and T nbo, rnhold
Ahat ocence winch Irlumphs. and Nature unfOldI
From morn till eve, from eve to ruddy morn.
AL faint. oertasked, perchance with hunger torn.
5 Ine student tolls-neeect and pale disease.
What tinsbes now that yV Ur ID ds; sa
What passing impulse leaves the lingering trace
OF rosy health It's midnght's solemn hour,
An nnsssn S S h O,eaes upon each Hover
An inner light dispels the gathering Gloom.
He scars in boundless thought-leaves Earth behind,
az ana relgns ,le monarch Of his word-the Mind!
How s,Dss, So 49,. anu L ns measures !en
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Where seek where o ind tO, nn Tn,, Dsa
IT'S God.like in each feature, and each aim
Wight pinnacle our hopes of deaihless fame.
Turn 10 tbs BroSsr i ro Tu,tv ,sh oeso,
The ministries of Lovo-turn to the tear - -''
OfGnef, which finds friendly solaee near
sun, YIN = se snalt, she column, and the pyre!
Aims time ssn to aanata nshe''
Mans fallen nature to a loftier state
10 teaen num- as he came from God alone,
No Jewels deoE%in ,y iooS t 1ara whose 'FOne'
Naught mingles which may spot its purity.