Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1856-11-21
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From the Louisville Journal
TEE ORIGIN OF THE DEw-DROP'


FASrAsIA-BT NARY I. BACHELOR.
There's whispering of leaves, mid the sweet sumne
And smile on the fruit and the flower,
There's gush and fash like the riPpling Of seas,
While the blossoms laying their lips TO the DFee1e
As he dantily hosts from his bower.
And the cool6neered Twilight so beauteous and STILL
Dropping her veil from the dim world oi sleep
Softly deepens the shadow Ger Woodland sno hilL
Richly draping the willows that dream BY the MI,
With q softness so tender and deep
On 4. cushion of moss. all golden and brown,
Sleeps n,aidenin gentle rspose,
While one snowy arm is 80 carelessly thrown
Beneath the rich cutls that droOp lovingly down
To her cheek sweetly tiuged with therOse
An roundher are streun the sweet blossoms Of May,
Fondly kissedinto life by the spring;
Lovely roses and lilies in beautnus array,
With their starry buds cleaning like jewels astray
Or the glow Of the humming birds wing.
Fen starlight seems faint with the wealth of perfume
Floating up from the rose-clustered vine.
And sound be heard through the sweet shady gloon
Save the startling Of buds they leap into bloom,
Vermeil cups 6lled with clear, dewy vine
Yet hark, theresa whisper, a low, dreamy sound,
Like the signing Of winds through the dells;
'Tis heard in the blossoms that lie on the ground
while bright little beings leap forth with bound,
From the depths Of their delicate bells
From the flushed, glowing leaves Of the beautiful rose
There arises a lady divine,
There are pearls in her hair that goldenly flows
Oer her shoulders cleaning like drfings OF snovs
Or sunbeamS 0er Wooulands That shine.
From the rsiu-scented jasmine and violet sweet,
And from pansies, white purple and gold,
Trip gay. little nyInphs with their delicate feet
More blue-veined white and more dantily sweet
Than Venus so famous of old.
From the rich crimsoned folds Of = tulip 50 bold,
Flaunts a queen with her proud scoTnful ewes,
While the eowslps and daisies their vases unfold,
And knights and gay pages in emerald and gold,
From their smber-rimmed circles arise.
Prom the Hlv-caps dropping on tremulous STEMS
Maidens Goat with soft evefis like sleep.
Snowy msts are their robes all bespangled with gems
While their brows encircled with rich diadems,
Far more lovely than pearls Of the deep.
The wee little spirits Hoat murmur and swing
Round the maiden in circles CAV;
They kiss her red lips in her ringlets they cling,
While giancing and cleaning they tearfGlly sing
Ger the sleeper their musical lay.
~oh maiden fair maiden thou'st cruelty torn
And broken our life-giving tie,
And now when the warm-giowing breath Of the morn
We shall weaken, ---.lher and die.
SA And how happy were we, in our innocent glee,
Lightly Ginning our tairy-like bells;
While our sweet sunny blooms opened Joyous and free
To the kiss OF the sun or the song Of the bee,
As he riaed our beautiful cells
Nov we fade from the earth like some exquisite dream
Mid the Odors and beauties Of Nav,
No more the sweet zephyrs, or bright sunny beam
Shall deepen leaves with their rosecolored CLEAN,
For we pass like the lovely away"
Thus the oersprits sang but you could not tell wher
Nor If you were waking or dreaming.
So sweet was the murmur, il seemed like prayer
Softly rppling the folds Of the silvery air,
Where fragrance and star-Deams were streaming.
And the song aoated on tin the gold-misted hour,
When the dawn o'er the far hills creeping,
Aud the maiden swoke from her sleep in the bower,
To behold every tree, every leaf, every flower,
Every bud every blossom were weeping.
FRANKFORT, KY, June, 1856.