Lewisburg chronicle. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1850-1859, 1850-10-16


She Ee.h just there in the offins of Heaven,
Awaiting the flag at the window of Even;
The signal Of crimson and gold is unfureti,
And fingeth glory that fusheth the world;
No sound of ARTILLERY sni;cth the car
So calm you catch cen the fall of a tcar'--
That football of grief on the check that is wet
At thoughts Of the past we would never forget.
A moment that banner is burning the sky
\ moment its beauty is lighting the eye
A momcnt-its glory and beauty depart
Transferred TO the sky ia tie rdst IF III. heart.
Behold now, afar in the harbor Of Heaven,
light like a star from the FLAGSHIP Of Even.
Her silver-iuked anchor so steady and true,
As lightly is swinging and dripping with blue
As ung Ter the sleeper the Bethrl-bent beam
That treinbcd to earth in the Patriarcls drearrI
Her cable Of crystal and spars Of the day,
Beneath her lance doubles, and slangle her way
Her sails of wcft glory. her cor,age of light
oh braycly she rides on the billows of night
Those ho>s that break the shores Of our Garth
Tie pulse of on infant awalirg I, birth.
A. limmers the through the rack Of the storm,
So, hard by her helm. can fancy n form;
The form of an angel, with trcmuluus wing.
\ look deep and trnder-a vision that brings
A ranE to the heart and tear to the eye,
For loved ones and lost that never can die,
Who's, better and ',rigc- cen death ca not setter
Ensrincd in the soul. and en>hrincd there for
Oh! child of my drcams-fn-lwcller of TIcavcni
| sec thee conducting the FLiG-STAR Of Even.
oh, Fla--Star Of Even would it were mine
To leave this dull port and become one of thinei
Not breath moves n strcamcr or rattles a shroud:
On she comes like the morn, and still : a cloud,
On she comes through the clear Of the ether
From Gods throne ctern 10 carths cradle beneath her
Her bows TO the breakers She steadily turns
How brightly the light of her binnacie burns!
No crashing Of wave thunder Of hilIow-
Calm ma:lcns check pressed to her pillow,
As forms Of bright clouds in the waters beneath,
As dim o'cr the mirror just touched hy breath,
50 silently on through the motionless Heaven
To the gates of the west sweeps the FL,G-SHp of Even
Ger TIE heaven hg;hsl hills the verge Of the world.
Ger the tremulous woods, her sails but half furlcd
She rides the hlows that break from the Shore
She conics-ah, he waysrs, and ncars morr!
liark' soft TO .'ne from the FlasStar Of Even,
The sweet and unwritten IoyIc Of Heaven!
Like the fotsll Of thought in the halls of the soul
Like the coming Of twilight, around me it stole
Like the music of wings it filed all the air,
And knew in my so'd spirit therc'
The ,rords that said, c.n never impart.
They snote not the ear, but they fell the heart:
As glittsrs the dew in the heart Of the flower
50 deep in '~y heart lies the thought of that hour
When the breath Of lifcs fever shall witcr the will,
That tliou- -it in my heart shall be- lingering still,
When the fingers Of Care thorns in nv pillow,
Like lilies, there still on the breast Of the blow
Twill hcave with my bosom, safely moored in its deep
Where the waters Of feeling Ger sparkle and sleep.
When lifs shadows grow long it will lnser there yet
Like stars in riil-heav.n that set
oh vision CELESTIAL wherever thou art.
Magnetic 10 thee turns the thought of my heart.
have watched The" slowthrealing The -littering flood
That pours round the ihron--thc lEGE,N Of God
have traced thee again, my beautiful one.
Md the >plcndoTS of day DER the disc of the sun.
When the billows Of morn break bright on the air,
On the breast Of the brightest nv angel is there
Nhrn the wings Of my spirit pluming for Heaven,
I u wander with thee gallant FLAGSHIP Of Even.