Star of the Kanawha Valley. [volume] (Buffalo, Va. [W. Va.]) 1855-1856, 1855-07-18
The Twilight Of the Heart.

- mere u M evening lwliRht ot Ape soui'
Yes! thd heart hath its twilight-a
time when the shadows fall, and the
light is dina time when the retro
spection Isl m ournfully pleasant, and
tears, like evening dew-drops, gently
dis til. Thf j un-hght may be flash
ing gloriously, or the stars be twink
ling in the midnight sky, but the heart
can have It's twilight. alike in the
mornings Slo W orthe midnight gloom
Let the soul but be hushed to silence,
and memory and imagination's busy
train fixc ID On fhe past, and in its shad-
owy vistas let forms once loved APP
pear, and voices long silent wake
again echoes in the heartfelt the
joys of lifefs kinless hours pass be-
fore us, refreshing the mind by the
remembrance Of their purity and in.
nocencc let all the aspirations OF
hope and the bright dreams ofyouth-
full ambition be recalled, and soft
cncd and ncllowcd by distance they
will seem brighter than aught the
future maypromise; and at>such mo-
mcnts YOU will feel that the shad-
ows of the hearts twilight have fal-
len upon the spirit. At such mo
mcnts commune with thine own no
Nv task and THY reveries in the som
.bre lightfil which thou art shrouded
NAV purerF feelings and nobler re-
sokes than all pens, save that OF IN
spiration-4than the Tyre of the poet
or the tongue of the eloquent orator
|. AIT thorka lover of wisdom? Seek
it, at such moments, in the pages
which the pa st has written on thy
memory: There thou wilt find re-
cords which thine own heart may
know; there are springs at which
others MAY strive to drink, but in
vain. Drink, then, copious draughts
and thou wilt confess when thou at.
tainest to Il acknowledges, that thou
hast not drunk. in vain,, r..
Welcome then, thrice welcome
thou halIowel twilight! Dearcrtlfot
art than HE closing shades of SUM
mer's eve 10 the wanderers under
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS near murmurlng
streams; faf in thy DIM mysterious
light we behold FORMS which but
meet the spirit and with our hearts
we becorncl strangely familiar. Such
seasons cofhe to all, but not to all do
they bring ihe same blessedness.--
From the lhi$ts of the solemn twi.
light, angels may beckon or demons
,frown. To- ONE they may be tile
s'harbingcrs bfpcacc and mornings oil
n-lit glory;to others of nights Of
darkness aid mornings of STORM
Art thou oftAose to whom such sea-
sons bring hq joy?--a joy in which
smiles and tchrs are strangely blen'
dcd. luthe sparkle ofthe VI ne-cup,
and the wavFs of the dance. dost
thou fec th bsc hours of thought
which arc wont to force themselves
upon .thee?I DO phantoms of the
past alright thee? Dost thou call
oblivion Thy friend and eagerly seek
FOR forgetfulness?< Beware! thou ART
fleeing iro,h that which wo uld be-
friend thee, and wasting moments
infinitely mo re precious II ran the
pearls dissolN led in the goblet Of the
. Egyptian queen. True,<they may
tell of wayWa rdness, and perchance
of crime; but likc~the whispers of an
gclsnhey would call thee back from
thy wanlcrin g, and point to DIES,
tiny in uniS OH with thy mob Her ma.
tnrc, and cray ings ofthat spirit whose
very desires prove its Immortality.
But art thou of those whom vir'
tue bIushcs in BIT to own? If so, thy
hearts twilight is not starlcss one
Thou shalt be reunited with the mist
ro5cd forms Which seem gliding be,
fore thee, and thy tongue shall join
in the same anthem with the voices
which seem falling on thy spirits
car. Lo! eSGn now stars come forth
to the gaze of thy soul--stars brigh'
ter than thosd which look down on
earth; they D re the stars of hope and
promise VIII gem ii heaven o
Gods revcla tion--thcy tell ola lane
Of light, whcrp the trees Of life evel
bloom, and 1.-THE flowers are unwith
ering-whefe the waters Of liie's riv'
er, flowing ffom beneath, flash bright
Iy in the bear s Of an unsetting sun
and twilight gives place to a cease
less day. "A +