The Panola star. ([Panola] Panola County, Miss.) 1856-1857, 1856-08-20
Tor the Pamela Starr
LIFE WITHOUT LOVE.
NfR. EDITOR -

Man, andistinguished by
the exercise Of the social feelings, would
render human society scene of confusion
and misery. With no object on which to
lavish the warm affections of his nature,
with no heart to vibrate responsive to the
earnest throbbings of his own, happiness
would wing from him returnless flight,
and life become an intolerable BURDEN
Paradise itself would be an endless tor
ment; as is beautifully shown, when, in
describing the condition of man before
the rib was transformed into flesh, the
immortal poet exclaims:
"Till Hymen brought his love-delighted
hour,
There dwelt no joy in Eden's rosy bower !!
The world was sad the garden was awild!
And man, the hermit, sigh'd-till woman
smiledr'
Illustrative of the above assertions, and
a fit specimen of life without love, pre-
eminent on the list of those who fail to
fulfill the great object of their destiny,
stands the poor deluded Bachelor. Not
only is he a troublesome pest to his fellow
man, but, violating the mandates which
eternal truth has issued, he incurs the dis
pleasure of high heaven. The destroyer
of his own happiness-a drone in society,
few pleasures fill the dark pages of his
brief history. Sympathy can look with
plying eye on the Maid whose unhappy
celibacy is unwished for by herself. But
no generous feeling is aroused for that
man, who, loved, caressed, and wooed,
voluntarily chooses to stand in solitude
solitude wide rs the world. What charm
has existence for him? What is his de-
light? The future ever looms before him
in darkness and gloom. No bright hope
of mortal bliss ever illumes his dropping,
isolated soul. No bosom companion Gains
the aching void within his breast. Like
whitening flower in burning desert, he
lives for awhile amid the miseries Of single
blessedness, then death seizes him, the
grave closes its portals, and oblivion
claims him as victim "unwept, union
ored, and unsung."
With far different emotions do We re-
gard the disappointed lover. Banished
from the presence of her, whose smile
lighted up the clouded path of life, he
presents picture of distress, on which
kind pity looks and weeps. His early and
earthly hopes are forever blasted; his
young ambition is crushed in the bud I;
his life is a living death, and the tomb his
only asylum of rest. 1t is no mere bonn
baSt, as language paints him roaming the
rugged SUBMITS of the high mountains,
in vain seeking a healing balm for his
wounded heart. 1t is no whimsical carl
cature, as he is seen flying from vale to
vale, bewailing aloud his woe; to which
the gentle zephyr returns low response,
as it plaintively means among the branch
Cd VI tlC tIceS' IhiTh HIS VACANT STARE
Melancholy has withered the rose of health.
Grief sits supreme upon his bIanched
check. Now, the morbid fire of death
alone glistens his eye; his tears dry,
while the paralized energies of his once
aspiring nature, sink into the sfiron sleep;''
soon the last agony is DER, and the star of
his destiny sets to rise no mere!
Now let the cold uncompromising phi
losopher smile at the picture; but then
let him go to the solitary tomb, and he
will compassionate the weakness of human
nature, when he listens to the signing
winds, as they mournfully whisper sad
requiem TO the Wondering ashes of the
broken-hearted!
CID HAMET EAMIR.