Martinsburg gazette. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1833-1855, 1854-03-29

sPRINa.


leone, come yc have called me long,
como Ger the mountain, with light and song
Yc may trace my steps DER the Weakening earth,
by che Winds which tell Of the violefs birth,
by the primrose stars IN the shadowy grass,
BY the green leaves opening as pass
Again does the beautiful queen Of seasons
clothed IN her emerald robes, and wearing heI
crown Of buds and flowers--commenee her
reign Old Winter has ahdieated for The
soft. warm breath Of the young goddess melts
the ieielss irom his beard. Away be lies on
the wings q the North wind. leaving Jack
Frost behind to do all the mischief be can,
before be too nelts away beneath
THE suns soft smile,
AS IL CLEANS awhile,
Ger valley, hill and stream
We shall notice little change here in the
city. for some time. But outside narrow
streets and brick walls. sns and dio. and the
cum Of trade, beauty aad freshness leap. as it
were. into being All over The hill sides and
in the dells, the early flowers are unfolding,
and gazing mcekly TO the skies Green blades
Of grass struggle brayely up among the dead
herbago, and the trees have left Of their win
try signs. And from the hill-tops and the
budding forest, fresh airs come singing down
upon the meadows, invigcratinA all things
With flush Of new life and strength. The
farmer that favored mortal who depends on
what shall never fail--t'seed time and har-
vest" NOV enters joyfully on his spring L.
Dor, and We shall find him
sFirst in the field before the reclining sun,
Last in its shadow when the day is doneu
His ploug bis coursing along the hill sides
and thro' the rich bottom lands !" and
cline after line along the bursting sod,
Mark the broad burrows where his feet hsve trod.v
Soon We shall see the green corn and wheat
springing from the Garth, and growing noise
lessIy up to gil bis purse with gold. Agreat
deal easier. he thinks to raise the precious
stuff 10 fields than to dig for it 10 mines and
quicksands.
In few weeks pic MICS will commence and
many parties viii bic away to the shades Of
North Bend or Glendale, to get caught ia the
rain and come home cross, tired and half sick.
Soon will brassy skies glisscn over US, and
feet be blis.ered on burning pavcments.--
Doctors will overhaul their drugs, and pre-
pare fer a campaign against "sptiDg sickness"
in all ito
s'Forms and features dire,
lis crarnps and coiicsn
But, Spring. WE bid thee welcome To
old and young thou bringest health. and joy,
add Sepe. Truly
cwide Hush the fields the softcning air Is balm;
Echoes the iaouatains round, the forest smiles
And every sense snj every heart is joy.n
But sadness, also comes with thee. Since
last on earth, death has snatched from among
US kindred spirits and loved friends. They
welcome thee no more Scatter on their
graves, then, the sweet tribrtes Of love and
friendship
"Bring flowers, pale flowers DER the bier to shed,
A crown for the brow of tho early dead
Fer this through its leaves hath TIL white rose
burst,
For this in the woods was the violet nursea
Though they smile in vain for what once was ours
They are loves best gifts-bring fiowers, pale
flowers"
1t was beautiful superstition among the
Seneca Indians, that from the graves Of those
whose spirits were in the happy hunt
ing grounds" violets would blossom in the
Spring time, and daisies nestle among the
grassy turfs We always loved to see fow-
ers upon grave; and now is the time to
plant those sweet emblems Of the resurrection
Ger the resting place of friends that have
'gone before" and are enjoying the endless
Spring of brighter world.