The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1857-04-08
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By ELIZABETH oAKE SMITH.
'Thera are more things in heaven and eaTtt
Horaiio,
Than are drsampt Of your philosophy"
Skakespear
"Ma. ULLmaS--The ha II was very dark
'he gas turned off,"
''CoaosER--Had il never been SO before
Ma. ULLaAE-oh, yes but it sEEmED uEr
'uALLY DARK"
(Coroner's Inat on The BurdsA Murde,
Up the taircase--slowly-slow!y--
Walked the wesry feet that night;
Hollow echoes answer lonely
To the foot, however light.
Up lhe staircase, to the broadstair,
Turns he sharply to The right,
There is anguish in the still air,
Thete are shapes athwarI the sight.
No, The eye was only treasured,
Diamond-like, a hidden ray;
And BY this, The darkness measured,
Shows il darkest ere The day.
Was that sigh human sighing3
Was that gfoan from human heartf
Was that sob from lips il dyings
There's a whisper-"Ws depar.n
Murky thick the blackness seemeth,
AS he gropes atlHough the gloom,
Like to one, who sleeping dreameth,
That he wakes within tomb,
And The balusler he heldeth
Has cold sepulchral damp,
And The heavy air enfoldeih
Clean and gloom like dying lamp.
There's vapor, fetid, stealing
Over all the shudderng sense,
Like charnel house, revealing
Whist We are, the spirit hence.
Sure, the darkness is sppallng-
Deeper than all midnish, gloom
Voices mUfhed, shriskips, calling,
Such AZ Gil haunted room.
ClEns the AAsh b.neaih The Ensan
OF = dun aud shaJowy band,
And breathing family fingers
Nov, touch is on the hand,
Now, q presence slowly gliding
Up the stairs before his ieet,
Witho1t football, Silly sliding,
Making darkness more complete.
Sure, The way ia very darksome--
Sure, the stiffness voice hath found
For through all the chambers lonesome,
Comes call as from The ground.
Thus The stranger upward vending,
Msrked how deep the deepened night,
Never knowing the wild reading
or soul upon its fight. u
Unsnnesled, and pIayeress, driven
To the judgment seat on high
Uprepented sias unshfiven,
sfGod be merciiul," the cry,
Smoihered ere il left the portal
OF the terror.s;rIcken bra,u--
Oh the cry, so more than mortal,
May We never hear again.
For the blood Of this, our brother,
Cries from out the startled earth,
And unwillingly our mother
Takes up the monstfous birth;
al her children, where they lsnguish
In her caves and cells profound,
Answer back the cry of anguish
"Hunlaa blood 10 on the grouud."
And II reached the deep pasilions
or Gods everlasting throne,
Calling forth lis many millions,
Startled al the aBguish-ione.
High archangels downward bending,
From their crystal walls 10 know,
What poor human heart 10 rending
10 he aeon,zed woe.
Gentle spirits, grief-enfolding,
Chsui evanaels love and sweet,
How Gods love is ever h,lding,
Mercy nearest to His feet;
aGod be piiiful" /" are chanling,
From their dear, supernal spheres,
With their white wings downward slantint
Where exhals poor human teafs.
Not alone The dear God leaves US,
Bot with cheering hand aud voice.
Thus assnaeing ell that grieves Us,
Doubling Joy when we rejoice.
We afs neediul each 10 other,
In the battlefield of life
We ars needfui, fnend and brother,
Household lihks--the husband, wife.
We must walk with kind endeavor--
Not alone, but linked iu love,
Tha, Gods angeI-bands may never
Fail 10 see us from above
And the chefubim ail flaming,
As of old al Eden's gale,
In Gods book our record naming,
Round our paradise shall waH.