Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1858-12-11
THE INTELLIGENyC5.y5ER.
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RBvIsEDBDITIoN OF FHIAwIArHA
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Where the willows hung,
Where triled the linnet,
And the blackbird sung.
Down by the meadow
There dwelt maiden,
Maiden young and lovely,
Lovely as the morning
Blushing in its beauty,
The beauty oft dawning,
Her eye was dark and sparkling;
Her hair in glossy ringlets
Over pair Of shoulders,
Over her neck and shoulders s.
As white as alabastcr, fE
Hung in rich proGusion.
In her every look and action,
In all her mien and converse
There was.a grace and beauty,
grace such as no one,
None save Goddess
Goddess pure and peerless,
Could command or bear up
And the days of her childhood,
The sweet days of her short coats:
The days of dolls and playthings, 4
Ofchildish sports and paStimes,
With the past had gone up.
There CHANGED youth to live near.
Whose years then did not number,
As yet, quite one and twenty;
A youth whose chin was beardlcss,
Beardless as lobster,
Smooth justlke the calf-skin
That men whet their razors on.
John by name they called him.
Name good enough for common
Good enough for any cQtling
Was the simple cognomcn,
The euphonious John Delaney.
The maiden's name was Mary,
A name of all the sweetest, .,A
Pretty and full of beauty
To the ear sweetly sounding,
On the ear sweetly :alling,
The name at home they gave her
When they called her Mary Jane.
These two young ones took a liking,
Dreadful liking-dlStnals sighing-
Took a pining and signing, .s-e.s
DreadfuiabliSsful was the feeling asa
Those two had for one another
But then trouble comes loving,
troubles sore, vexations, CALLING;
For the flowers soon will witber, I1 a4s
The bright flowers which blind Cupid,
Which young Cupid, blind but wary,
Hides his poisoned arrows in.
AT first his poison pleases,
Tingles through the system, =
lntoxicates with pleasure
As it lays holds upon US,
LaySits grasp so gently,
AS, like an anaconda,
He winds his coils around us,
But like unto diseases,
Like other ills contagious,
1t commences with fever
A fever that racks aud wastes us,
That consumes both nerve and muscle
Like wood cast into a furnace;
Withfmighty sighs and puftings
Like the putting of a steamship,
ltwastes our latent gases:
Now Just so twas with Mary,
And with John little more So
Beside the quarrels of the lovers, Il
Beside the other consequences s
The natural result Of counting;
Love made for man, made TO bless himS l
Made to curse him and harass him,
Proved to these great vexation.
In short, after all their wooing,
All their shilling and their cooling"
Their daddies each were down uponit.
For they said the thought was foolish
Foolsh,fo such verdant youngsters,
Scarcely beyond that probation,
Not beyond the nursing season
When children without nurses co.
John then swore eternal vengeance,
Vengeance gainst all human nature
For all their plots and trickery.
lie said he did not care for daddy,
For his daddy and his cruelty
He'd so right straightto to GaliEorny,
Leave the stubborn old Mohican
His home and love far behind him. FL
Again they met, then they parted.
Parted now for aye and ever ,5'5aa
With much sorrow and great weeping,
Parted they to meet, no never. l,..s
Mary S case than Johns was better,
Better for the special reason,
CFhOugh rather paradoxical,)
Because her case was rather worse.
Her sorrow passed-weut with weeping,
Flowed out with tears warm and briny-
Marked their courses, like the lava,
Lava coarsing down the mountain,
So the scalding tears her checks on
Left the witness intheir traces,
By their traces long and livid, y .=55I
How her warm love, the affection,
That affection which possessed her.
But to both time came with healing,
Notswith pills-the panacea
10 cure ills that flesh is heir to- - . 9
Doctors peddlei through the country;
Bntwith olntInenttq quite as pleasing
Time allayed this intlamatl0n-=
All his cures are by forgetting, e lel it
All5his balms and Salycs are lethnl.
Down behind the azure mountains,
own-hehipdi ith9-blue horizon,s-s "a =
Far beyond The pail of even, = : E : :.
In the evening gorgeous livery aF Il
And mid rainbow tints of glory faa sfais
Z The sun had gone to take his rest.
Through the pines the winds were pining,-