Richmond enquirer. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1815-1867, 1859-12-09
POLITICAL.
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AUTUMN MUSINGS

W lln lIlc
Whispers ot endeaIing souno'
And the pertumea breeze is laden
With the treasures newly iou"u'
Tree and Hover alike are blehd,hg'
Radiant tintS to please the eye.
And their wealth Of life are SENDING
Tr.b.te TO the Throne on liigh.
Ever singing, ever BREATHING
Praises to the tod we love.
Still the veSper song OF nature
Sadly falls upon my ear,
And the chant through forest arches
Echoes " Winter, dark and drc:sr.
See, the Druid OAKS all tauntlnS
IL their robes of crimson dye.
Lis, their !eafv choir now chauntihs
Praises meath the vaultcd SKY
Ever p]ra;SinS, ever DOMINIC
Radiant robes for Him who male
Tints Of every hue ard color
G. III the forest waving mass,
F, ,Shing in unwontci Spiendor
Rad incc, as | slowly pass;
Biz IS upon the branch are singing
Farcwclls to their summer home.
To their bindings now arc bringing
Drawings of the joys to come.
Ever dreaming, ever warbiing
Praise and thanks 10 One above.
Pacing slow adswn the river,
YleIdin: thought and ianc;c> wild,
r lpt in sober, mu>ing mem'ries,
DRAWINGS Of the wayward Child
In nv hands are clustered flowers,
Bright Iclntanas, roses rare,
NJ ste, purple PL>Sion.i'owcrS
Ci,ronalSeS sweet ami iair;
4 II their fragrant bealtt waiting
In d gale to Heaven above.
Woman. bright and being beauteous'
Not thy loving heart shall know
How the word, that wrou hit thy siahheSs
Lul INV arrest castle low.
N.ier shall thy dear con;idlns
Urge inc on 10 tell my dream,
No. the treasured love I'm hiding
C,mc between It's As Il theme.
Down. oh ,.hope>, and triumph friendship.
Fri.ndsli for the one | love.
What I loom absorbed the morning!
Hos my Joys were stricken dead:
div ne IN an oak reclining,
Eu,se, leaves beneath my head.
There a voice WAS waited family,
Words OF love were spoken low,
Aud thy love, so pure and sanity,
Prompted words, to me, a blow.
Love, We faithful; happy be ye'
Love anu JOY y Wv ~ N'
Floating. floating far beyond me,
Are the flowers ShSS,Se TO me;
Fading are the hopetO Cherished
Faded dreams Of JOY and g'ec.
Bat the love Is living ever,
ChaS,ened by affections power,
Ard the friendship, nausht can sever,
Springs from this calm vcspcr hour.
Floating, floating, far beyond me
Are the hopes Of yeStere'en.
River. with thy ceaSeleSs flowing.
What OF iie cast ,yp'fy:
Trouble, toll and tribulation
Nee, their Sceiuings would'St imply
Ali thy calmnrSS thou doSt owe
10 the depth Of tiny waves,
And tiny currents c~eaSrlvsS flow,
paiutS success but for the brave.
Rise, Oh strength Of heart and hand,
R.Il work must vet be done.
Rose Gcrlnium leaves are girdlins.
SclgIaS IN their crimson glow,
Misnonette is inccuse Welding,
lIumoly bending far below;
HciolropcS. uf varied >haling.
Charm me with their perfume Sweet;
PcriwinkleS nil uuiadIns,
Brightly smile my glance 70 meet.
~ ms downward %s!anceS meet them.
IA. toss the bcautcouS fnweTS.
Far away upon the current
Of tn, river gliding free,
Where their lovriinr>> i, iieetins
As the JOY they brought to me;
Far away they're gliding Onward.
Far heyoud my watching eyes,
Sadly, slowly passing downward,
HrI. hccning ere ,icir beauty dies;
Faded hopes and wasting flowers.
Mourniully I'm dreaming now.
Ye>tcre'ea the earth was radiant
With the hopes | held most deu';
Ycster'en those flowers had made me
Ill things hope and nothing fear:
YeStere',n the m0oa was smiling
As | walked with ole | loved;
Sweetest zcphyrS gently v Hing,
Danced along the path roNcd.
Dance, Oh. zcphyrs, smile, oh, moonlight
But my hopes and flowers are dead.
Yonlcr, meath the Aeccy cloudlets.
Is 4 vista calm and blue;
Perfect life will gid q future
Bright ~ that for hearts ~ tru".
Right is placed as goai before you.
Duty. he your true love now;
Seeking Right, your love shah show ynI,
Happy hours 10 Clear Your brow.
Onward, onward, ever onward,
Win the goal. oh. spirit strong,
Bri inter giowS the radiant forest,
Pinned is every dowuv wing.
Busy zcphyrS, flaming gcutly,
Peace and health 10 moItaiS bring.
Noses cIiusing to the spring side.
Fern with graceful lifted head,
Sun lust hid behind the hillside.
Moonlight radiance round he shed.
Dom, adown the rivers lowing
Flowing like my life away.
GLES ARROW, Mo. SYDSIr.