Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1854-03-27

UN. P. Willis thus pleasantly discourses on
the resurrection of one of his scraps OF poetry,
and its presentation to the public in disguised
form-its soul in new body, and rather cum
brous body too for such abenliifu ETHEREAL soul
as thatwhch breathes inlthe lines quoted below:
Our Pile of Bricks.
"In the respect for precedent" says a great wri-
ter, 1--WE apt to be blind TO what the age is
ready for truth illustrated by The multiply
ing OF velslers, at the same tiuIe the world
inclined 10 take the thoughts without the bother
OF the verses. We sadly fear that poetry is going
10 die out-superceded, like stage-coachesa and.
carrier pigeons, by more time saving inventions for
arriving Of the same end aWould the reader like
to what reason we have for spea king f. cling
ly onthe SUBJECT tits probably forgotten il ev-s
er heard Of, by the present Public, that we un.
iertook, public or two ago, to ''build up fame
IN poetry" Our duoGecimo Hcrculaneum, was
snothered ofcourse, under the ,Nesuvius Of new
authcrs--a volcanic liability 10 which We were
submitted, hitherto,in subterranean silence. Our
larger Naples (the Home ouInal) flourshes on the
surface above. But we have irlend--a kind
friend, the Boston Transcript no, among epec.
mems Of antiquities, has lately brought fragment
oil US 10 light, and calls poste rty admire us.
We are pCsthumous ly gIatefLl-but, rs he has
dug up the brecks ,OitAout tie arch,tect,e we feel
1--WE must ow ny a little nervous at the proposition
lost sight DIN the heap First let us show how
we appear among the "beautiful extracts" of the
ITdRscript: q 80 stt'i- ~ az - 7tll-
"Ihere is to me dninteness about early flow
ers that touches me like poetry. They aiow out
with such simple lovelinesS among tae common
herbs oi pastures, and breathe their lives so un.
obtruSiyely, like hearts whose bea:iugs are loo
gentle FOL, the WORLDLY p Villas. -
Now, ,ttesPublic of our popular and ,asteful1
brotherEaoE isquite at liberty, of course, TO adj
mire that, If it likes. But il is passage OF prose
which was originally written in poetry--and Of that
former shape OF the same ,xcavated thoughts we
must be excused Tor herewith giving an idea:
- 5S,,.,.,,s.. q, There's, TO rne,t GA -zs
a, dalntiness about these early flowers,
~Ihat touches me like poetry. They grow
With such simple loneliness among orc
The common hei BIS OF astuIe. aud breathe out
Inelr lves so nnobtrusivety, like hearts 49,
s[gb Whose beatings ale too Lentle the void a.
But there is to be ut least brick pile period in
poetry Poetry is not thus ended forever insb1icks
Among school-book c!assics, there will soon be
"The Story and Lleas of Childe Harold, Paradise
Los', and the other principle poems of the Eng
llSh Lam uage, in one gvol7 l2mo.'' The worlds
thoughts acknowledge are to be stripped of all
their smPerhuous emcumbrances and cifcumIocu.
tory ornaments, that children may know everything
IN esSence-evety mind 10 do its own poe,izing or
DINER numbering up OF an idea, as it has occasion
or leisure. This Is a iresILtot too many books-of
learning becoming loo cumbersome nd difficult
Alb, friend Cogswell, die in tme! That castor
Library oil yours will yet STAND for squeezed
lemon-all the IDEAS that in its three story al
cove OF poetry, at least, 10 be soon published
ny the Aplleionsln single tvolurne. Multu,n il,
pnroo Is the spirit of the age. Between love- and
such other things as n-not be "Lurried up'i and
poetry and such other things as can, there will
soon be line drawn that will divide lfe's inter-
ess and belongings as death parts spirit and mat