Columbus Democrat. [volume] (Columbus, Miss.) 18??-18??, 1852-04-24

We noticed very briefly, IN our last weeks
paper the death Of Thomas Moore, who up to the
time Of his dcecasc, was the greatest survivor of
that galaxy ol illu,tlous names which has gwen
10 our time proud place in the history OF poe
try. We h I'VE since been favored, by literary
friend with the following cursory notice by
graphic sketch Of the intellectual ldlosncracy Of
this popular poet, who more than any other whom
we remember, was the idol of his day
The llusl,ous brotherhood Of the poets which
forms such conspicuous glory OF the past aye
~ now nearly all djshanded, Keate, the young
est. was the first to die, and Rogore, tho Oldest
who published ten years before Keats was born
Is stlIl living, thirty years after the death Of his
youthful contemporary Keats, in the full flush
Of YOUTH with all his glorious faculties immature
and nascent, was first cut off; then Shelley,
lust verglng from the rocks and shoals Of youth
fol passion aud experience into the I'm, sunny
hlhomless e1panse Of intellectual manhood, was
Suddenly drowned then Byron, in the prime of
bis manhood mel mrzzo delcammin d nostra
vita, with the passions Of h4 youth rushing
through his maturity like the waters Of the 81.
Lawrence faf into the Atlantic ocean, just az the
current WIS abaiting IN It's Jury, aud heaven and
ocean seemed proplsous, suddenly vanished from
/ the horizon
1 A few years Subsequent. sh Walter Scott after
making and losing prncely fortune, Just when
+ The auumnai touches showedhe ripenoss Of ago,
from prodiglous overlooking Of his powers died
with his mind melancholy blank. Shortly al
forwards Coerdge, "the rapt one with the god
like forehead with tho intellect of Il superior
being and scarcely the moral purpose Of . child
after years Of angashing, produced by the ty,
ranny Of opium, found rest. Then Soulhey, with
his powers exhausted like Sir Walter SCOTS,
died with his mind insane; then Campbell .carce'
~ past the time when man is IN the yigor Of
his Iacultes@bgame latuous and expired an in
becIe and now last week. Tom Moore, the bard
OF his native Erin the poet who possessed and
exercised more active fancy than any Of his
contemporaries, whose wit failieTy, powers ol
imagery and musical expression are unrivalled
although be had only Just passed the boundaries
Ot the three score years and ten departed TO the
unknown world, with all bis brilliant faculties
dlmmed by premature decay dying as 1t were
like an old man asleep, in the misty lncaosIlon'o
n chIlde.t dream, Sad conclusions Keats dead
before hi. manhood, Shelly 90 toe threshold, By
ron at rs PRIME and Scott, Southey Campbell, and
Moore, llte tropical afternoon during sudden
storm passed as were. a one stride, from da,
70 darkness from he pride Of power 20 the hu-
initiation Of second childhood. The great eScrp-
ton is Wodswonb be died flIl Of years, full o
glory, and foil Of Intellect he sank ike the sun
through a cIoudes. ky in tie ocean showing
bis suhauod spieHdor- along the deep further aa(
further tiii be- se'. anl all /. night. The cause
Of this falling Of p" Of great men in their declln
( inquiry, but would occupy too much Of on
space, and We now reyent 10 the great poet VIII
has lu.t departed, and now in the gorgeous cloud
land Of poetry has left gap 'h clouds"
Tom Moore, besides bis great political genious
possessed social talents which made him. a
Byron has described him in the dedication oih
Corsar, the idol OF every circle in which h
moved. 1t was never my happiness to meet hir
but we have heard highly cultivated gentIema
residing among US, give many graphic accoua,
OF evenings spent with him, when be shone pre-
eminent among a circle OF wits, from The read
mess and perfect good humor Of bis reparlee, tn
shrevdness of his observation, the uncton
hnmor, and the exquisite taste and talent of hi
singing.
He was emnently fascinating man, nc
like Lord Byron, by theatrical righteousness an
empirical responsiveness. but from a native ben
evidence Of manner, and that plastic sympath
which adapts itself to the pecullarities OF ever
n listener.
Moore, more than any other poet olths az