Richmond enquirer. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1815-1867, 1851-05-09

Has never met my sight.
Ye, would give the brightest gem
That e'er has found name,
To gaze one moment on that brow
Deck'd with the wreath Of fame.
cumberland County, Va. V'''
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From tho Baltimore Patrot.l
HE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A LOVE-DRE
saled in confidence and inscribed ,rih affection
BY J. E. Y.
h then see Queen Nab hath been with You'-tShd
Ny dearest Net, since FIRST we met,
thought meier could love.
But since I've seen thy fairy mein,
I've changed my mind, my dove;
But thou art flown, and Pm alone,
A bird without mate,
Oh would ere had aught thy eye
Thy star had crossed my fate.
But even that fate do not hate,
think Of that bright star
That shot along amidst the throng
And shone the brightest far;
That far upon my pathway shone,
And mingled light with love,
But thou art flown, and I'm alone
My gentle, fleeing dove
Thou art star I've said, afar,
The brightest OF the tnrong!
But then, my love, Pye called thee dove,
To mate thee with my song;
Think NOT If / have called on high,
To find star for thee,
That earth should not in all my lot
Find something dear to me!
For must now entwine the brow,
That dazzles in the light,
With jewels crowned and ringlets bound,
Upon that festive night,
Yes entwine while ruby wine
Shall round the feasters pass,
And catch with rhyme the fieeting time,
That dips each sparkling glass
But thsn my strain is very vain,
I've lost all hope tonight,
To soar afar towards that star,
That gnters in my sight;
All in my sight! but such fight
My wings will never reach,
For thou art flown, and Pm alone,
Upon this lonely beach
Wilt thou not bring upon thy wing,
Some soothing, healing art,
To comfort me ere will be
Beyond all hope in hearth
The festive night / saw thy light,
Is with my eyelids yet,
But thou art flown, and Pm alone
My feeting, brillian, Net!
Yes! brilliant all but what pail
Thou'st thrown upon my way!
Thy very light has made a night
OF me, without day
But thou wilt bring upon thy wing
Some soothing healing art,
Whose magic sway, will lead the way
Of light into my heart!
But what a song 30 odd and long,
About that brilliant night
When first we met, my charming Net,
Beneath the starry light;
The starry light when all was bright
Below, and bright above,
But of the throng, that swept along,
Thou vert the soul of Love!
The soul of love but flown above
My soaring, painting heart:
For thou art now of Heaven, vow,
Aud but Earth part
But will pray that one bright ray
viii ningle With the night,
When first we met, my darling Net
When all was 6athed in light!
All bathed In light-the Joyous sight!
The sea rushed 10 the shore,
The pillows played, and music made,
As meier they made before.
The moon was light, the skies were bright,
The sands upon the beach
Threw back such rays upon the gaze,
The stars seemed counting each!
And was there, and thou vert there,
The sea of forms had fed
And garlands all that in the ball,
Had decked each lady's head.
Each wave of life had ebbed Its strife
OfLoye or Hate, as seems:
And Lovers signs gave vent to Hes,
And maiden's hopes to dreams!
,T,,.. -, tbpf n;ob, r ,bo,obt rs uaa.
OfHope beside the sea;
The ocean-tide, between the wide
Relentless world and me.
thought Of Love-1 gazed above
The sky above the sea !!
And then l thought on what sought,
And gazed from sky to thee
thought Of Fame the fieeting name,
That's traced on banks of sand:
And watched the grave of each loved wavo
That died where we did stand;
Each rushing wave that came and gave
Its tribute to the shore;
Whose sands along myriad throng,
Record each pillows roar!
And thou didst write, upon that night
A name upon the sand
And as the wave rushed on, II gave
Strange magic 10 thy wand
For ere thy hand had traced the sand, =
Inc IOdullng sea ana spray,
Which rushed ia storm upon thy form,
Washed name and thee away!
And thou vert gone and alone
Was left upon the shore
The starry train began to waue,
Which shone all bright before.
The bounding sea, which was 80 free
From storm and tempest all,
Began TO rise, while FER the skies
There spread fearful pail!
The storm 1t swept-the midnight stepped
No light was in the Skies
But darkly hid within the lid,
Was starlight in their eyes.
So all along the starry throng
Pursued their angry way,
While winds, and blasts, and broken masts,
Howled wrath 10 Oceans prey!
From carnaged wreck of hull and deck,
gazed around for thee;
When 10 the sun burst ont upon
Thy easement by the sea
And did dream, and from that beam
Ofhope, midst storm Of light,
I've caught This ray Of fancy's lay,
And wreathed with song that night.
But thou art gone, and alone
Am left beside the sea;
Nor tides Of times, nor songs of rhyme
Will watt thee back TO me
Our hearts divids-a surging tide
Now sweeps between each shore,
Nor wish Of thine nor hope of mine,
VIII eer unite us more
ew York,s FEBRUARY 8, 1851
MISCELLANEOUS.
he following is taken from the Cincinnati Nonpa
A scientific, gentleman Of this city-whose nam.
permitted at this time to make public, without q
onfidence-has within the last ak weeks, at
N nninnal life anlnlst -.