The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1850-05-31
From the Louisville Journal !
TO M***.

L
been
For long. long years my only dream of love
NV thoughts-and oh Col grant il was sin
Have gone to thee as to Won heaven above!
When thou vast but an infant. and t'iy looks
Wand, red in childish ignorance around
Even then l searched Thy hearts most secret
hooks,
And loved 10 listen to thy voices sound!
| watched lhee as thy form grew lovelier far
Than aughI save pocis or rap painters dream;
watched thine eyes, as like some Frightening
AT evenings hour. there grew in them the beam
That dwes there now for aye-l watched thy
micd
Bud INFO beauy, and thy heart grow warm
With deep atftcLions-such stronger bind
The loved and loving, than beauty's rarest
FORM
Oh have loved thee, dearest and Ao1g nell,
Only Hty heart in bitterness can feel!
will not seek is passionate power to tell
Sine no;hing mar that deep. deep wound can
hcal
The hours of madness that my heart has known
When life was loathsome, since thou shared ST
The anguish deep awaked by one soft tone,
All. all must be untold, though untOTgot!
And why, why should love thee-why should |
Think of thee dimly, a. thing too pure
Too holy tor my thoughts? Why vainly sigh
To think that thoa lViH love: some happier
WoOer
Warm inro life that still hearts fondest deeps,
Whose surface only is vouchsafed to me-?
| know not why-but know the dark thought
creeps
Into my soul, like Death-a strange, cold
mystery
/ 1t seems so strange that to another face
hine eyes can turn While look up to thine
Or that auo,her's love thy thoughts, can trace
On thy hearts page as worihier Than mine
Within my heart So long hath dwell thy form,
/, 81 long my visions been of only thee,
/ That now il seems thy bosom too should warm
| With but one dream, and thai dream be OF me
Though there are better Woo Mccullough thei
words
Search through thy heart like winds thu pug!
oress deep
/ Waking lis Stiffness with the thousand birds
Thai ull they came were hushea in silent sleep
! Though nobler 70 ms in taircr guse may move
! Before thee in their splendor: richer bow,
/ Yet who like me can plead lifes whole love,
Exchanging ana unchanged-its loved one Ihor
l gaze on thee. and oh. as at cup
Filled with he rarcst wine. my s1ul drinks deeI
Of love at thy dark eyes my heart look up
To thee for life, the glad sweet hours OF sleeI
Are but thy presence; as The air with light
So is nv being filled with only the
And mar to lose thee were to bring night
That never could depart and never tairer be
Oh, could plead to thee with every tone
Imprisoned by his thought could but tell
The agony that wringS from me this moan
Surely thy heart would with some feeling swell
Kindred 10 mine; but this cannot dc!
Alas, when near Thee ali my voice is chained
And am mute have no power to SUI
But only gaze GA thee as by some spell restrain
Thou art DO more than mortal-yet nv heart
, Hath looked on thee as though thou vert di
vine!
tt ough giving thee OF mortals' love part,
cannot think their weaknesses are thinei
| cannon think that aught Of human woe
Can ever dim that clear, cnshadowed brow,
Or that thy life can e'cr less smoothly flow
Onward to Heaven than it is flowing now
Yet this mast be-and who oh lrto is there
More gentle and more kind, thy grief to soothe
To guard thee from the storm with kindlier care
Than l. the old companion of thy youth?
!, who have loved thee from thy very birth,
, Who when | dreamed OF beauty, dreamed c
! thee,
2 Have made thee all my happiness on earth
; And now would fam thy LIES protector be!
5 Yes-I must love thee, thou h thou lov'st me no
2 And though | see Thy smiles row colder sill
4 II is existence now-lhou cGRSt not be forgot,
n Nor cen thy .oidness that deep passion chill
And oh may he whom thou d0St love give all
His heart to thee with love as pure as this!
;, Then, DER the ruins Of my hopes downfall
can be blest. in Witnessing thy bliss!
EVANSVILLE, Ind, May, 1850. R+++++.