Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1856-05-21
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4NoC d HOWefy CROWN, or verdant chain,
Q greet my return to these haunts again?
Nota May-pole wreathed, or sceptr'd queen
10 chaunt mea song, or welcome my reign?
And the children mourned the gath ering
frown,
Overwhelmed with shame, benttheir bright
heads down,
Till maiden lass from their ranks stood out.
And thus ventured to soothe the yexed
Queens pout.
Nay, not so angry; we searched in the dell
Where March flung favors, and April dews
fell,
For the verdant green spot, and violet blue. |
Where to dance our joy and weave chaplets
for you.
But SO jealous were they of the hasty glee,
nhrllilng our nerves, as we waited for thee,
That they shut up their baskets Of flowers
gay,
And gave US no Verdure to strew in thy way.
True, she replied, with asad glance around,
No queen grassy cloth wraps up the cold
ground
No blossoms of beauty, or quivering leaves,
Fit to be wreathed in garlands for queens.
[ must up and away to repair their cheer.
And busily toll till sister is here
Since feebler than I, soft zephyrs should
float
About, around her with fairy-like notes.
In the pathway of June roses must lie, .
Cloud wreaths lay lighter upon the blue sky,
Must look the mock bird, pour down his
throat
A draught of gladness to 'liven his note.
This bright sunny dell must be dress'd anew
With the dew sparkling grass, and violet
blue,
The curtains want freshness-and I must
repair
This terrible rent in her moss arm chair.
Must call up the birds-look after the bees
Cheer up the brooks, and re brighten the
seas,
| Must WOO forth the buds-paint up The
, flowers,
'Plenish the urns with dew drop and show rs
1 And that is not all, the dear thrifty wife,
Calls for my aid in her gardening strife,
I She will hoe and dig-1'm to warm the sol
: And amply repay all her hours of toll.
The farmer is not forgotten to be,
What can | do ia his cause I? let me see!
DeW-fall and sunshines must rest on hi
|. grain,
# And gently must fall the soft wocing rain
e Not a moment she paused, but onward flew
Undaunted by work thus left to her to do,
h But cheerful and glad, Astounding in glee,
s, She sped Ger the forest, meadow and sea.
The children gazed after that spirit bright
lie Like a snowy winged ship she passed fro,
&c sight,
r Buther dear sweet voice, and sunny brigf
10 face,
is Claimed ia the book of memory plac
She had traced a line, on pure white pas
a Which should CLEAN through youth-an
ae dim not In age,
&c Whatever the work designed for thee here
Sc Arm for the contest and never despair.
10 I'VE bid our fair friend GLORIA" a hea
to ty welcome to her long vacated seat in th
Us Circle" Her chair, though unoccupie'
,et has been wreathed with many a chaplet
IS roses, placed there by her fair sisters, VIII
d. grieVing at her absence, decked it with Il
NO choicest flowers of afectionate reme1
10 brance. Every heart will bound vii
ct. pleasure on seeing the gifted 'LoRA' aga:
hit in her seat, knowing that fresh charm al
on pleasure and profit will enure f.om her ell
VI quent ~communings. And many a tear W
% moisten the eye, to hear of the invasion
me afHiction into the charmed Circle ; VIII
the voice of praise and gratitude will
cend to the Giver of all good, hat her ]
r. has been spared to them and the Low
nd ones at home May a Gracious Pro
ny, dence give her long to live ; and afterwar
de, the attainment of eternal life. '1-ED. Ae
nd.