The weekly pioneer and Democrat. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. Territory) 1855-1865, 1858-03-25

bfFfhH INt, hn6 Esu itSci'"k WI "V"er"
worthy OF his literary fame, at tbs hands Of
The few men that Spaia can call scholars.
The Cron,oo compares bis works to those Of
RroJA, the best poet that the land Of the
On and Of the old fountain of learning Of
Salamanca can boat ii. The standard may
not be very high, bnt the compariso Is
complimentary. OF Mr.. BnyAsrs prose
writings we cannot speak 80 fsvoraby. After
the splendid descriptions Of Alcobaca and
BathaIa by BEcKFoRD, BaYAsrs letters
seem wonderfully tame to Va although they
may have u charm for the readers Of the
poet. Apropos to I,HyAsr, we take this
opportunity Of rcpriniIns some lines that
proves marked beauty. They formerly
appeared in the hdepende,i, and have been
attributed to BnY.sr, but We believe incor.
rectIy. The last lines that We have itali.
ciscd contain feature that would do honor
10 any writer:
A VISION OF IMMORTALITY;
sEsG A -gQusL TO rwasArorsis" AND TINE
"nYas 70 pfarn.'
| who essied TO sing In earlier days
The Than0iopsn aud The Iipnn 10 death,
Wake nov the Hymn 70 Immortality.
Yet once again, q man, come forth an view
The haunts OF Satufe,--walk the waving zelda,
Enter tho silent groves, OF pierce again
The depths 81 the untfoddeD wilderness
And she shall teach thee.
Thou hast learned before
One lesson,- her Hymn VI Death hath
fallen
With melancholy awestne0 upon thine ear;
Yet abe shall teach thee with a myriad tongue
That hJs Ia the Te--lIfr In unoounted forms
Stealing In silence through the hidden roots,
10 every branch that .wIngs,-~in the green
leaves.
And waving grain, and the gay summer flowers
That gladden. tho beholdsr.
Listen now.
And she shall teach thee that the dead have
slept
But to weak Ia more glorious forfns,--
And that the mystery Of the seeds decay
IL but the promise Of the coming lie
Each towering oak that lifts ia living head
To the broad sunlight, in eternal strength,
Glories TO tell thee that th. acorn died.
The Howefs that spring above their last years
grave
Are eloquent with the voice Of life and hope
And the green trees clap their rejoicing hands,
waving Ia triumph over the earth decay
Yet not alone shall fower and forest raise
Tn. voice Of triumph and the hymn OF life.
The insect brood are there! each painted wing
That liutters IN the sunshine, broke but now
From The close ocfementS oF 4 worms own
shfoud
IL telling, a. II flies, how life may spring
In its glad beauty from the gloom Of death.
Where the crushed mould beneath the sunken
foot
Seems but the sepuleher Of old decay,
Turn thou keener glance, and thou shalt lind
The gathered myriads II u mimic world.
The breath Of evening and the sultty morn
Hears on lts wing cloud ot witnesses,
That death from her unnunbered caves Of death
Sends forth a nfghtier tide Of teeming life
Raise then the Hymn to Immortality
The broad green prairics aud The wilderness,
And the old cities where the dead have slept
Age upon age, q thousand graves In in one,
shall yet be crowded with the living forms
OF myr,ads, waking from tho silent dust.
kings that lay down In state, and aar,h's poor
slaves
Resting together in one fond embrace,
The white. haired patriarch and the tender babe,
1,oNn oiu lose.ast III Tue hlght OF years,
They ofimmortai fame and they whose praise
vas nn'.' s""na'u III uie eat' oil man.
S''"'" anu P''N'' anu tue poor e"uihoh
Al .,o""' A. ,-,,.
Shall waken nom the dreams Of silent years
ha" tne us"" W 'he immortal hay'
Aye '1at" w" "'soh' inongh tue worm shall
my brother IN the mystery OF death
Anu az Nhas pass huhoie ana proud ahdgay
aose.he,, 10 EARN mighty charnol house,
aet 'nc imaptta u way heritage
Inc grave -haH gather thee Yet thou shalt
come
peggef OF pfiaoe, nat a" thou wentost forth
IN rags OF purple, bur ariayed a. those
Then mourn not when thou matkesi tho decay
OF Nature, aud her solemn hymn oi death
steals with note of sadness TO thy heart,
That other voice, with It's rejoicing tones,
Breaks from the mould with every bursting