Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1850-06-08
For The Buglc.
THE SISTERS---A Contrast.

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II was night--calm, glorious, Summer night
on far-of Southern shore;
Brightly the moon o'er the soft green earth did
her silvcry radiance pour;
The dcw-drops glttcrcd like ocean pearls on the
bl folded and fragrant flowers,
And the breczcs sighed with murmuring sound
lla,a,t through the leaves of the forest bowers.
But who of all that glittcring train, in yon man.
sion proud and fair,
Comes forth to gaze on the azure sky, or to
'H breathe the balmy air.
Gnily may twinkle the golden stars, brightly
may roll the sea,
But they heed it not, that gladsomc band, mid
their joyous rcvelry.
For whom is all this festive mirth, for whom do
the wax-lights glowi ea
Is IL some Brace, from the battle won, with lau-
.1 rels on his browi
Or is it some wanderer who hath como o'cr the
bluo and rolling main,
From the spicy isles of the golden East, to his
childhoods home again: 4is46r ha. /.
No, the bright wines flow and the lights blaze
free, and the merry dancers whirl
And p@ns float on the soft night air, for one
fair and fragile girl:
Araycd in costly robes she stands, on her arms
shine jewels rare,
And diamonds fash, like the stars of night, mid
her sunny and braided hair. lal
The music hath ceased its joyous note, each
voice is silent now,
As she stands by her young hearts cherished
love, and brcathcs the solemn vow;
While the priest uttcrs prayer for them who
in faithfulncss and truth .4
Have given each other their plightcd troth, in
their gladsomc and guileless youth.
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In lonely hut, all dark and rude, sits a maiden
young and fair;
Darxly upon her hcaving breast fall her locks
of unbound hair I; ifii .. 1f iirnao
With her small hands clasped on her throbbing
With smile Of scorri on her thin palo lips, and
~. a dark fre in her eye. ~ s,sa .
Sometimes she looks through her open door on
the wavcs in their restless flow, ieq af..
if-. may fan her brow; ngoa ~ f9nis ua
Sometimes that slight and fragile form on tho
2 cold damp earth is thrown, ~ f
While there comes from the depths of her in
most heart, wild dcspairing moan.
Why sits she there. all sad and lone, when in
yonder mansion near
Forms loss lovely than hers fit by in the wax
light radiance clear: lict-Hlt
Why is there not place for her in those festive
halls Of pride, tHf 20
With the light of joy in her clear dark eye, by
her youthful sisters sidci
Why shines she not in her fathers halls, that
young and beautcous maid'
Why minglcs she not in the courtly dance, in
silken robes arraycd,
Dazzling all eyes with her sunny smiles, sub
DUNG the proud and braves
Why ah ! the answer can soon be giyen-Her
mother ras Stare!
Both daughters of the same proud sire-one
"H shall tread a path of flowers,
Bright and gladstone her life shall be as birds
amid Southern bowers;
Friendship and love shall twine for her pure
q and fadcless wreath,
And fond eyes watch by her couch Of pain in
the fearful hour of death.
But the other for her is a long dark way of
WEAKNESS and woe no ~ zoo
No smile of friendship shall cheer her heart, no
tears for her grief shall flow; .tsi
Like a brute she will toll through her joyless
life, like brute be bought and sold,
For the ruthless white mans unhallowed love,
for the white mans accurscd gold.
Gold has been given, and human life, and pray
crs besiege the throne, - ,,o,.. S.,
For the widow on the funeral pile, for the babe
to the Gangcs thrown 81, ,--s y+bs.
But who will deign to shed ono tear for that
s poor heart rf-broken slave, ~. . .r
Who crouchci where the banners fair Of free
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