The prairie news. [volume] (Okolona, Miss.) 1851-1875, 1858-04-29

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deluded age, and criticise of the Grcclan
poet, Euripides, who, on account of his
great enmity of the fair, acquired the
unenviable little of the woman-hatter ;
and see that it was only after he had
made two unfortunate matrimonial in
vestments that he exhibited such an I'M
manly and misanthropic spirit; and while
we have naturally to conclude that these
connubal misfortunes probably origina-
ted in his own evil deeds, they will go
far to invalidate any evidence which he
may have adduced derogatory to wo-
mans charms. But even allowing that
we give full force and effect to the opin-
ions of her defamers, what do they go to
prove !-only that some have fallen
And angels fall"
What, then, are these poisonous fruits
of distempered minds, when compared to
the mighty tide of praise which has ever
been hers What is the authority of
Virgil, whose goddesses were all turbu-
lent, and whose queens were all viragoes,
when compared to the high eulogies
which Shakespeare has passed upon the
fair! Or what effect is to be given to
the writings of Juyenal, the universal
satirst, wrought into opposition to the
true and beautiful tributes which Sir
Walter Scott, Tom Moor, and Burns have
delighted in paying her!
That woman's mind is easily swayed
when her feelings are enlisted, ! will ad-
mit and give full credence to the lines
Of the poet Fam
40 what feeble fort ! woman's heart,
Betrayed by nature, and beseiged by art !"
But to form Just estimate of the pow
er of woman, we must look to the infu-
ence which she has ever exercised over
the destiny of man for hers is the influ-
ence which can, when all others have
failed, strike into bright existence the last
remaining spark of innocence and purity,
and which can awaken in the breast of
man. no matter how fallen or degraded,
the last lingering echo OF honor and adec-
tion-that influence which Shakespeare
loved in bis most feeling hours to paint
hers the influence which fred the imagi-
nation of Scott, as he portrayed the
queenly beauty of a Barengaria, or lin
oered over the womanly tenderness OF an
Eife Dean--that influence which Bulwer
felt, as he poured his soul into the char
acter of Madeline Lester; and which
awakened the lofty genious of Byron, and
at moment when, basking.and luxurla-
ting in the genial sunshineDf its power,
he sent forth the softest, sweetest strains
of poesy in its celebration; but alas !
when these gentle bonds were untwined
from about his heart, and when the flow
ers of woman's influence no longer bloom
ed in his boson-no longer shed Its Bra
GRANGE over his spirit-he touched his
harp, and notes as wild and melancholy
as the shrek which the war-eagle is said
to utter when the relentless arrow has
pierced the heart of his faithful mate, too
plainly spoke the loneliness of his sonl.-
II was a womans influence which has
ever battled noblest in the cause of proud,
though sinking man, when the dark cloud
of dissipation was about to eclipse the
last ray of nope which lighted him on his
already dismal way. tits woman's sweet
voice which in his hour of pain and dis
tress whisper to him of a better day. a
brighter hour. 1t is woman's lily hand
that beckons him on in hope, and which,
when tired of life's cheeerless pilgrimage,
POINTS beavenward, and tells him there
to seek those jewels which he has lost on
earth.
From nature has indeed betrayed her,
and made her very pureness the attribute
most conducive to her weakness-her an
gelc guilelessness the point OF all IN her
character most assailable. But it is for
her weaknesses that we love her-her
very frailty that turns every noble heart
into bulwork for her defence. Though
weak as she may seem, it is in her guile
less bosom that the stern spirit OF virtue
has found its most hallowed resting
place and in her mild bright eye warm
est glows and sparkles the pure, holy
fires of unfading, undying affection.
Is there any one who, imbued with love
for his race, or admiration for the fair
and virtuous, would not be willing, in
token of agreement with this beautiful
sentiment, across the shades OF time to
grasp the hand of Tom Moore :
40 woman whose form and whose soul
Are the spell and the light of each path we pursue
Whether summed in the tropics, or chilled at
the pole
If woman be there, there is happiness TOO
The most perfect beautifully, winning
and attractive of all Gods handy work is
a little girl. Innocent as lamb, sweet as
the breath of Summers s morning, beautl-
ful as a hoari and pure as the white robed
immortals her little heart at all times full
of tenderness and love for all around her
what pity it is thatt she will grow to
womanhood, wear hoops, and perhaps be-