Washington sentinel., 1853-12-06

Shade my cheek with rayen-tresses, lavish on me
And thy arms so full and glowing round my lhrob
bing bosom twine,
And thy lips, with nectar flowing, seal them closer
unto mine,
Till sip draught divine!
"For The future shall be CHEEKY not a single mo-
menl dreary;
Lo the angels they have spoken, IN the sky they
OF the blessings thick and thronging which the
future hath in store
In a pathway strewn with roses, which the soft
moon slvers O. sr,
Joy before US lightly tripplng like tuneinl trou-
badour,
We will wander evermorew
But Aphela came beside us, and he came there TO
From that tideess, torpid ocean, with its single
surhess shore,
Where, on pinions wan and wailing, dusky robes
behind them trailing,
Float forever phantom figures, floating Away from
the shore!
And with Demons noiseless footstep ps he did
move within the door,
With his shadow cast before!
Then the queenly roses quivered and the trem
bling lattice shivered
Till its vines enwreathing withered, dropping cris
pate on the floor,
And the radiant sisters seven, stars serenes in the
heaven,
Yelled their seven angel faces, and their shrouds
of sable wore,
When the Demons dismal shadow all the arbor
covered DER,
All the arbor darkened DER!
In this darkness appalling, then I heard the
OF maiden moving slowly, sadly to the arbor
OF Avora dear Avora! passing through the
arbor door,
And an echo full of sorrow did its lonely cadence
borrow
From her footsteps sounding hollow, as she
ished from the door,
And | saw her-nevermore
All my soul with anguish swelling, and my heart
its horror knellng,
BY loud rngings in my bosom, as brazsn bell
may ring,
was my king
That my future should be dreary, not single mo-
That dark shadows, lurid shadows, shadows from
the Demons wing
Round my pathway e'er should cling!
In temple vast and olden, whose wide portals,
grand and golden,
Always open have been cleaning from the distant
days OF yore,
With spirit full OF feeling, strange emotions Ger
stealing,
In the midnight, still and solemn, was standing
Where incense burning censer, Of royal pur-
pie ore,
Purple beamings did outpour.
Soon saw the censer swinging, in a circle slowly
swinging,
And heard the lonely tinkle Of a single silver
bell;
| When the silence thus was broken by this curious
silver token,
Stirring strains of martial music, like the stormy
| oceans SWELL
From the floor unto the ceiling, through the olden
temple pealng,
| On my ravished hearing fell,
But the bolder tones subsided, in such happy
| measure glided,
| That all care did flee my bosom the darkness
Then this measure glided slowly TO cadence soft
and holy,
Till, in dying notes canorous, in pean's sanity
| chorus,
| To the temples deep cavazon this strange music
| rolled away
| With sweet echoes rolled away!
Then the censer ceased its swinging in circle no
more swinging,
And the lonely, solemn ,inkle of the bell heard
once more
When the silence thus was broken by this distant
| curious token,
Stately trains behind them flowing, oil with silk
and silver glowing,
Lordy figures saw marching through the ope
golden door,
i And the lordliest marched before.
i Through the portals open golden of the temple
vast and olden,
| Down the nave did move each figure with foot
step slow and grand;
| With his train behind him flowing, all with silk
and silver glowing,
With the censor DER him beaming, on his regal
forehead beaming,
| As hero great in story, as monarch crowned in
Seemed each figure in the band,
All my soul with rapture filing, with an eager rap
/ ture thrilling,
Then said, that joyous momentum this tenn
pie let me dwell,
While, in legions closely crowded, ghostly centu-
ries enshrouded
BY their sad sepuchral dirges of their solemn
transit tell.
With these heroes great in story, with these moa-
/ archs crowned in glory.
! Made immortal let me dwelln'
Blu, Apheila came beside me, and he came there
i TO deride me.
From that tideless, torpid ocean, with its single
And his ebon plnons folded brushed the portals
open golden,
OF the tempest vast and oden, when he moved
within the door,
When with Demons noiseless footsteps he did
move within the door,
/ With his shadow cast before
And the waning censor shivered when this shad-
ow DER it quivered,
| When this shadow, upward stealing, rolled along
the vaulted ceiling,
With sober, solemn notion like corpse upon
| the sea,
| Till with pail of sable covered all the temple
seemed TO be,
| And quite palsed with my terror did sink upon
/ my knee,
/ With this darkness shrouding me!
Then, my heart with anguish beating, | did hear
the steps retreating
OF the lordy figures moving to the open golden
i door,
And echo full Of sorrow did its lonely cadence
borrow
From their footsteps sounding hollow, as they
i passed from out the door,
| And my bosom with that echo which the temple
1oated DER
Shall be thring-evermore!