Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1851-04-10
Mysterious Exnockings.
P4RoDY on THE RAVEN

PARoDY OK THE RAVEN.
Once upon morning dreary, while | clambered weak
and weary,
Up the tedious fight of stairs that led unto our school
While sighed for dumb waiter, that should take me
to the Pater,
All at heard knocking, knocking at the school
room door.
It's some visitor, muttered knocking at the school
door
Some early visitor and nothing more.
But length reached the summit, where, arrayed in
cloak and bonnet,
Out there walked beauteous maiden, az my eyes did
e'er explore,
Not the least obeisance made She not moment stoned
or stayed she,
Bnt with mien Of lord lady, her down upon the
floor,
Sat her down upon the steps, thers just beside the attic
Down she sat, and nothing more.
But this strange young maid beguiling all my sad soul
into smiling,
By the grave and decorum of the countenance She
wore,
az Though thy heart be heavy laden, sad, and Young,
and beauteous maiden,
Tell me, what hath caused this Knocking" said l. " at
the school room door,
Twas my heart the maiden answ ered looking sad
der than before,
e Twas ny heart, and nothing more"
Much marveed, that such sadness had replaced her
woned gadness,
Though her answer little meanings little relevancy BORE
For, could 1t be maiden's heart heavy could be
laden,
AS 10 sound 50 much like knocking, knocking at the
school room door
Even % the maiden answered. looking sadder than
before,
"'Twas my heart, and nothing more.''
And the maiden sitting lonely the attic stairs spoke
only
The same words, which she had spoken, when had
questioned her before,
Nothing farther then she muttered nothing more the
maiden uttered,
Till summoned voice, and suffered, other grefs
have flown before,
On the morrow, this will leave thee as thy grels have
fed betore,'
But the maid said, never more''
Startled at the stiffness broken by these words so sadly
! spoken,
&c Tell me- said I, what has happened that could
cause you SO much woe;'
For thought perhaps Disaster threatened by our lord
and master,
Awaited this sad Maiden immersed was she in woe
Is 1t this3 trembling asked her; no., she sadly
answered no,
/ lis not this that grieves me so"
Then methought the maid grew frantic; up aud down
| with gesture antic,
Skipped and hoped she for moment, all about the
| entry floor,
Wretch p she cried, ''wha end hath sent thee here
| to torture, and torment me,
Get thee quickly down the stairs, and take thy form
! from out the door''
What asked in perfect wonder, sc hath my gentle
FREUD come oer,''
| GO lis my heart that keeps Knocking quoth the
| maiden, &c nothing more,''
'' Do not MARVEL quoth she sadly hat feel so very
badly,
That this aching, throbbng, knocking, my poor worn
heart, should dismay;
For the fathers, mothers, brothers. | know not how
many others,
OF the city and the country, will be present here to
day.
Nothing more the maiden mutcred, nothing farther then
she uttered,
But she sank all wan and eless, down upon the entry
floor.
Yesthe uncles, aunts, and cousins, they hocking
! in by dozens,
And the maiden's heart yet knockeh knocketh louder
than before,
When she turns, and views the people, coming lhrong-
ing through the door;
List you may hear the beating of that little heart re-
peatng
Those throbs, that sound more startling than knock
upon the door.
So kind friends and kind Committee exercise your ut
most pity,
And think that hearts, aching perhaps breaking here
to-day,
Yes, think, that though we're smiling, though we're
striving to be gay,
Yet our hearts, hearts aching, perhaps breaking
here to-day.
Think of this kind friends we pray.
Time is flying, time is flying, and the daylight fast is
dying,
Bearing swiftly from laden hearts the burdens of the
day,
But twill take long vacation, in present situation,
After this examination, to chase all our cares away,
Think of this, too, friends, we pray.