Litchfield enquirer., 1857-12-31

UaZhS on hlSn where tnreaCS or VeFlant hue, Tangled their warp among the wool of blue Slow with his fail upon the seedy floor, The farmers boy proclaimed the season OCT, While troops of poultry gathered round the
 barn,
 Quick to discern the ponderous fails alarm l Wide were the south doors to the landscape swung,
 The sun looked in where nests of swallows l hung,
 And silken cobwebs from the crossbeam's hilt. Where war-like wasps their grey-walled castles built
 That night, the moon rose brightly OCT the plain,
 The harvest moon, that silvered all the lane ]; We Sat aud listened, when the midnight hour Tolled it's deep chime from out the belfry
 tower
 A cricket chirmed beneath the kitchen hearth, And mystic silence held the pulse of earth Then moved a zephyr OCT the shmnerng lea Au apple dropped from off the loaded tree ] Then all Was silence but sbort-lived reign The cricket taking up his song again. O. heavenly beautiful was that calm night And loving hearts looked forth into the light :; Hearts that were bounding with unwontcd joy, The mother waiting her returning boy, The sister wondering if his raven hair Sheltered d brow now deeply ploughed by care, Mastering to set some bow or ripglet right, As she will look on his returning night Moved by the p.oonbeam on the nursery floor, That climbs the couch and lightly svers OCT Rose bud aud lilly on the white in laid, That shields her boy-who wakened by the shade, Moves and enquiries, quick gazing round his home,
 Mother, say mother, has my father come," She the lone watcher through so many years, Till her dark eyes are like a fount of tears, Moves to his side and bids him calmly sleep, Whose sire hastes homeward OCT the stormy deep.
 On that calm night, if we remember well, Deaths pale faced angel tolled its funeral knel On the wild waves that climbed, like mountains
 high,
 And dashed their spray against the leaden sky :; On that wild night, amid the seething foam, A ship went down, whose prow was pointed
 home,
 Whose deck was crowded with long home.sick
 braves
 Who cast their gold, like refuse, on tue waves, And with pale faces cried unto their God, Who with one blast swept OCT them the cold
 flood |; 1 o, what cry of agonized despair Rose from that deck and rent the midnight air, As in the flash of the red ghtning's beam A ship appeared, and then was no more seen : On the black wave the angel spread his pail X few survived-but many child shall call Its sire, it's brother, but to hear at home Round its low couch the dreary pillows moan And many mother with o'erfowng joy Start from her dreams to clasp her wandering
 boy;
 And many wife turn from her infants face, Sick to her soul its fathers smile to trace; o, mournful picture of the wind-girt sea, o gold, what sacrifice is made to thee 1 | IT,, <l, ,;, efo iD tho o,I boI, hourc That crusts the coral round, the gulf weeds flowers, When ocean, camcst of the hours she knows, From Juus's soft sun till wild December's cnows,
 Heaves the long swell with scarcely rippled
 waves,
 From Labrador to wild Gibralter's caves Forth from old England steamed those ststely ! ships, Whose mighty crrand was the theme of lips Througl, half the earth men held their breath ; But t was no errand for a bloody death, No maddeued war-bolts 'ganst each other
 hurled,
 But an attempt to girde the round world, F. To sink beneath the AtIautic's silent deep, Midst coral groves, where purple uets sleep, The electric wires, mans lghtnings, which
 convey
 With speed of light the news of every day. It failed so half the grand experiments have
 failed, at Not once alone, but often yet prevailed And yet may England learn how gusty showers Sweep OCT the prairics, and beat down the
 flowers,