The Lancaster ledger. [volume] (Lancaster, S.C.) 1852-1905, 1852-04-28
Silver Spring, Florida.
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His proud eye on the ludian glanced,
Then waved aloft peaceful sign.
Ocalas King, with steady gait,
Advanced the Spanish Knight to meet:
Say, pale-faced chief! whence comest thou ?
Thou of the bright and beaming brow!
Why dost thou wander thus unknown?
What purpose with us dost thou own?
Dost thou seek here the paths ofwar?
Or wilt thou break the bread of peace?
For brave and fierce our warriors are,
Yet we're a hospitable race.
To whom De Soto thus replied
81 come from DER the Atlantic tide,
Aloyal knight of mighty Spain,
The proudest realm of Europc's main;
Where power and wealth, by all confessed,
Oerreaches cen the golden West;
With peaceful purposes come here,
And only seek thy friendly cheer;
The cross that waves above our band,
Gives peaceful signal to thy land
Brave Chief! then let thy warriors rost
Their arms against their friendly walls.
And joining the social feast,
"Welcome, pale-chief offer thee
My peoples welcome, warm and free"
The Spaniard and the Indian then,
Met as they ne'cr should meet again!
In friendly grasp they hold each other;
Fen as one heart should meet its brother.
All day the Spaaiards tarry there,
Partaking in the Indian fare;
The social feast. and dance, and song,
Unite them in one happy throng.
Religions zeal, and gold, and war,
Forgot their dark and gloomy traces,
Nor raised one cruel voice to mar,
The meeting of those stranger races.
But in that band one gallant knight,
More brilliant seemed than all The rest;
From whose bright brow 5eaming light
Had kindled in one Indian breast,
That tender, deep and burning passion,
Which knows no rule, nor taste, nor fashion
De Soto's noble form and mien,
His lofty form and flashing eye,
on in the brilliant halls of Spain,
Were deemed the chief for knightlvbeauty
And many Spanish heart had burned
For him with passion unrcturned;
And many gentle glance of love,
Essayed his stubborn heart Ia move;
And many bright snd warm love-token:
And many whisper gently spoken,
Had vainly sought within his breast,
70 kindle love at loves behest-
Ihe fire of some young bosom there,
Where tender cords of love are shaken.
Like 'endriIs in the breathing air.
Within the Indian crowd there STOOD,
One on whose dark but gentle brow.
Mantled the pride of Indian blood,
And Indian bcauty's sunlit glow.
ocala's sole and darling child,
Doth at her fathers feet recIine-
Chuli, the young, the brave, the mild
Chuii, the slender, graceful pine:
The flashes ofwhose rich black eve:
whose tresses free and glossy wave;
Made many youthful warrior sigh,
In hopeless love her willing slave
Chuii, whose fresh and tender soul,
had ne'er throbbed with loves control
Chuli, whose virgin heart was strong.
With cords that loved the wild birds note
whose thoughts and feelings all were sprung
from throbs so pure they faltered not
NOW felt her hearts quick pulses beat,
With quicker motions warmest heat.
H,s Al.
one looked with fond and linge, e,ing gaze,
she felt within her bosom swell,
Emotions warm, and strange, and deep,
hs iancies Ger the sleeper dwell,
That wake him from some happv sleen
she hung an every word and look
Her dark eyes watched his every move.
onlil her young heart gently shook,
With full sense of beaming love,
And every fash that crossed his brow.
Seemed brighter, brighter still to glow.
AS DER her gentle bosom came.
The throbbings of kindling flame.
10 those whose hearts are carly taught,
IA all t'e snares and arts of feeling;
Whose youths fresh hours are all forgot;
First.love Is an ideal thing.
But that young being with heart unlearned,
In passions bright, though troubled life,
Whose gentle bosom hath not beamed,
With loves intense and thrilling strife.
In that sweet hour when first IL feels,
The thrill that all Of love reveals.
nweiis with fond and growing pleasure,
Upon Its rich and new-found treasure;
@ Inc wesds Of lone that first are spoken,
Wnen ~" young passions seal is broken;
The tears Of joy that first are shed,
oerhopes we think will never fade
The tender looks that first are given,
seems fonder, brighter, more like hesv's,
Than all that after life e'er brings; n
All that the fullest sense can cast
Upon that weary heart whose strings,