The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1857-12-23
iItE DREAM OF EUGENE ARAM.
By THOMAS HOOD.

By THOMAS HOOD. ..
rrHoMAs HooD, born in London, IN 1898,
was the son ofa respectable publisher, of
''he firm Of Vernon, Hood and Sharpe. He
was brought up an engraver-he became
writer of '"Whims and oddi,ies." and he
grew into poet Of great and original power.
The slight partition which divides humor
and Pathos was remarkably exemplified in
Hood. Misfortune ard feeble health made
him doubly sensitive 10 the ills of his fellow
creatures. The sorrows which he has delin-
ealed are not unreal things. He died in 1s45,
his grsa; merits have been previously recog-
nised by Sir Robert Peel, who bestowed on
him pension, 10 be continued 10 his wife.
That wife soon followed him to The grave.
The pension has been continued 10 their chill
dren.l
Twas in the prime OF summer time,
An evening calm and cool,
And four-and.iwen happy boys
Come bounding out OF school:
There were some that ran, and some that
Like tfoublets 10 a stream.
Away they sped with eamesome minds,
And souls untouched by sin;
To level mead they came, aud there
They drave the wickes in:
Pleasantly shope The setting eun
Over the town Of Lynn.
Like sponive deer they coursed about,
And shouted as they ran
Turning to mrlh all things Of earth,
AS only boyhood can
But the usher sat remote from all,
melancholy man!
His hat was off, his vest apart,
To catch Heavens blessed breeze;
For a burning thought was in his brow,
And his bosom III at ease:
SO he leaned his head on his hauds and read
The book between his kneesl
Leaf after leaf he turned il DER,
Nor ever glanced aside;,
For The peace of his soul he read that book
Ia The golden eventide:
bluch study had made him very lean,
Aud pale, and lsaden.eyed.
Al last he shut the ponderous tome; .
With fast and fervenl grasp
He strained the dusky covers close,
Aud fixed the brazen hasp;
10 God, could go close my mind,
Aud clasp Ii with clasp"
Then leapiug on his feet upright,
Some moody turns he took;
Now up the mead, now down The mead,
And past a shady nook;
And 10 !he saw little boy,
That pored upon book.
"My gentle lad, what is't you read
= Romance Of fairy fables
Or is il some historic page,
OF kings and crowns unstable p
The young boy gave an upward glance
III is the death Of Abel"
The usher took six hasy strides,
As smit with sudden pam; ...
Six hasly strides beyond The place,
Then slowly back again. .-t..
And down he sal beside the lad,
And talked with him Of Cain.
And long since lion, Of bloody mes,
Whose deeds tradition saves;
Oflonely folk cut OF unseen,
And Ed in sudden graves;
Of horrid slabs, in groves forlorn,
And murders done in caves
And how the spri,es of injured men
Shrek upward from The cod
Ay, how the ghosly hand will point
To show The burial clod;
And unknowH facts OF guilty acts
Are seen in dreams from God!
m. ,.tI 49,, r,,xl. ..o,, ,,,alt-oI ,ho ...,k
Beneath the curse of Cain,
With crimson clouds before their eyes,
And flames about their brain
For blood has left upon their souls
lts everlasting strain!
'.tAnd we,i,n quoth be, ~ know for truth,
Their pangs must be exlreme-
Wo, wo, unulterable wo--
Who spill life's sacred slreams
For why Meihought last night wrought
Amurder IA dream
<.0ne that had never done me wrong =,
Afeebie man, and old:
led him 10 lonely field,
The moon shone clear and cold;
Now here. said J., this man shall die,
And wiilhav bis goldf
"Two sudden blows with a ragged stick,
And one with heavy stone, >,
One hurried cash with hasiy knife--
Aud then the deed was done; ~ g.
There was nothing lying al my feet, -
But liieless flesh ard bone
HNoihiog but iifeless flesh and bone,
That conil mol do me III; ~
And yei feared him all The moro
For lying there so slill. gesN
There was manhood in his look,
Ihai,murdet could mol kill et
"And 10 The universal air E. go -
Seemed Ii, with ghasty fame
Ten thousand Thousand dreadful eyes
WsFe looking down in Llame -
LOOK the man BY the hand,
And called upon his name,