Washington telegraph., 1856-01-02
CLOSE OF THE YEAR.
ny egoRur n. PRENTICE.

lis mldnighfs holy houl-and silence now i.
Is hrooding like gentle spirit DER
The sui and nnlseless wofld Hafk on the win,
The hel's deep tones are swelling It's the knell
OF the departed year No funeral train
Is sweeping nast--yet, on Ynn stream aGd wnod
With melancholy light, the maonbcarns resi-
lie r-lsI srsltl.ss 49, = -. Z stiiiss
= hvr maufnef sigh--aud On Yon cloud,
That floats 81 still and paciily ihfa heaven,
The spirits OF thu seasons seem 10 stand
Young SPRING bright SUMMER auiumn's solemn
form.
And Winter with his aged laeks and breath,
In mounlul eadenees that come abroad
Like the iaI wnd,harp's Wild and touching vail
A melancholy eifee DER the dead year
Gone from the earth forever.
Tis time
For memory and for tears Within the deep
Still chambers Of the heart a spectre dim,
Whose tones arc like the wizafl voice Of time
Heard from the foyb Of Age. points iis cold
And solemn finger 10 the beautiful
And holy yisiahs that have passed away
And left no shalnw OF their loYeliuess
Tn the dead waste OF life That spectre lifts
The Coffin I'D of hope aud JOY, and love,
And bending mouFu'ully above the pale
Sweet forms, that sumher there, scntters dead
flowers
Ger what has passed io nolhiHgunss The year
Has gone ard with il many glorious ihfaus
of happy dteams H. mar IS an each brow,
Its shadow in eaeh heart In Iis swiA eoufse
II waved IL seeptIe DER the laauiiul-
And they are not Il laid IL Hallii hand
upnn the sifane man--anl iHe haHshiy iafm
i fallen aui lie flashing eve Is dim.
II ifal ths hal af rsrc'rY. waTa tan1red
The bright AL aYags-aul tHH fearful val
III stricken ones Is hrari wHsTa sHi ihe saHE
And reckless shaut frsounisi Il ras'ed n.ef
The battle PLAIN where swaHI sd spear and shield
FLASHED In the lIEi; ui mid-aaF aul the strength
0i sefrisi hnsis Is shiyrTei. al the rIAsN
Green from the sail of camaEe- waves alsase
The crushed and Wondering sEsiri1n. II cane
AMI iaicd like 4 wreath nI HIIsi a. rvc,
Yet ere Il msllsl ia the gissIezs air,
II hefaded It millions 20 tier home
In the dim lani o. dreams
Remaraitss Tmf
Tiefee spirit n the Glsss and seFihs-what raWer
Can stay him IN his silent eauf#a. OF melt
IL non heart n piyl o. 81 on.
IL prcsscs aHi lafsspr. Tie rfaui bind,
The condor al tie AHirs. 'Haf saH salr
Thro' Heavens aalsf rua'iz HIsufhs or bfase
The Jury dfiha nahhsm safrIHaHe
And battle hes p'umags .u ihn thunder home
Y VII = NHlH NNNNaNi A'N|I ~
To rest upon his mountain rHis-hH' time
Knows not ibr weight Of sleep aul wnnurss,
And Night deep darkness no. Dl rhln1 'a l.nl
lis rushing rron. Revolution sweep
Ger Earth. like iIuuNlal visions o'rf ian breast
Ofdreamirr snuoW Cities r-r aHl Huk
Like bubbles on She wairI-Ialry .s'ff
Snrna blazing from IHs Ocean sni ep back
10 their mysieuous raNgrs Mountain rar
To heaven their iall and bacAsarl clIa aud
how
Their tall heads 10 ihe p.sa-nrw empires ri'e,
Gathering ihr strength FOL. ha1fY crufIiir1,
. And rush down like The ALPINE avalanche
Startling the nations Aud ihe ,ety Stars,
Won blight and burning hIszorB of God,
Glitter awhile in their eternal depths
And. like the r.sIai. luys'iostui their train,
Shoot from their glorious spheres aDd pass away
To dafkls To- The ifsckie. void Yet Time.
Time the ioml-bul.der, ho.ds bis fierce career,
Dark. stern. all pitlcs' and paus's not,
Amid the mighty wrecks that sirrW be Path,
To ~ and muse Ike other congu0mu,
UTon the leafiui ruin he has wrought