Meigs County telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy [Ohio]) 1848-1859, 1857-01-06
' Written for the Telegraph.
HEART TRIUMPH.
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sho never pillowed that fair head,
Meier turned the golden key Of sleep,
To wander in those caverns deep,
Where life and death by dreams are wed.
But thrilled a sweet-a sacred name
Like angels lute-s strings, soft and low,
Through all hcrspirit, like the flow
or music ripplos, went and came.
The life she lived, was not her own;
ltslight, IFS fragrance, all were drawn
From the horizon of the dawn
Whose sunrise glowed to her alone.
Could all the blazing host of worlds
That circle in the .asles Of space
Each from its golden girdled place --....
In diamond hail have been down-hurled-
She would.havc curled her rose lined lips,
That they should seem a balance meet
For that one heart, whose throbbing pulse
Thrilled her own with every beat.
Alas! Our Eden life we view
Through lattice, at whose barred gate
We with inpatient spirit wait,
It'll pleasures white hand guide us through.
And happiness, luxurious tree,
Where fruit and blossom richly bend,
As rosy youth and age will blend
In soft carasscs lovingly
Stands. guarded by the sword of fate;
Yet ever on the plain of life,
Come from its branches breezcs rife
ourrcstlcss yearnings, half to sate.
And when VIC fain would veil our eyes,
And sink into sweet repose,
As dew melts in the fragrant rose =
And fainting with Its odor lies
We feel the drawing Of that chain
Which links..us to some unknown sphere;
And far into the distance peer,
To trace the magnet but in vain. ...
Alice the star that thou so long
Hast followed, as in days Of yore
The Magi saw the golden car ,,.l. -.. ..
Hang radiant oer the Anoinied One
Shines down upon the palace now, m. ..N
Wherc all thy hopes ara richlyblentj r.7
And for moment, calm content
Bends o'cr thee her placid brow. -
And roses pale, among the waves t.,
or lustrous ripples golden brow,
Half light, half shadow falling down
o'er marble, which their softness laves.
Thy bridal wreath-they seem not flowers;
But rather graces Of thine own, E
That in that spirit pure have grown,
WHARF germs from Heaven wave in bowers.
The bridegroom came; but not alone: ..
A hand of pearl clung to his arm;
A form whose motion was a charm; "
Eyes midnight dark, and jewelled gone. "
Her carriage Qucenly; yet as light
As that of velvet-footed fawn;
And beauty like the glare of dawn, 'H
Shone o'er forehead, arched and white.
Tho softest flower will often gaze
With calmness, from its petaled eye
Upon the snow shroud of the sky,
And droop half chilled by its embrace:
While yet the vital germ of life
Lives on, beneath Its Icy veil;
Its blossom facs II raises pale, .lr D.. .
When Spring smiles on its Winter strife.
And Alice did not madly rave,
When In moment, every light
Grew dim upon her darkling sight,
And left but one sweet thought-the grave.
crwoman-soul rose o'cr the cloud,
And shone with deeper, holier glow
Than ths unchastened heart can know
When 'ts with very Joy bowed,
And one by one, the jewels wrough.
OF ice to glitter in her crown . '
OF triumph, DER the world gone down
By spGerIng'sstandard nobly fought.
Sailed with calm, steady eye,
Upon banner floating white, -..r
Down from III. golden summit height,
To beacon mortals to the sky.
KYGER, Nov, 1856. 81