Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1859-08-03
For the feelings and the name Of the finely
strung Bard is
'Iike the broken flower
Cherished too late
Chariehad alas too lat4.0

uluSlnS, eVeryWLeTe muslnSj Tue man VINO "a
thinks everything and does nothing the :
who to-day plans for tomorrow, and for =
him tomorrow never comes, and he never :
performs-never carries out his plans-he :
never records his thoughts, and SO posterity :
never has a chance to be benefited by him. :
Such a man needs no outward world: he is a .
world within himself; needs no society his !
throng of thoughts is sufficient entertainment;
he asks no love, for he has none apart from
thought to spare; claims no sympathy, for
he has no actual cares domestic felicity is a
strange word to his ears the idea of it is too
weak even to gain access to bis brain. He
needs no home; has none, save in the ideal, |,
in the dark unknown. The man muser is not
ambitious. The philosopher stores up wis
dom, makes discoveries, writes books full of
knowledge for the coming generation, so that
all it will have to do will be to passiyely re-
ceive into its pampered mind the learning it
has taken him Che philosopher a life time
to hoard up.
The politician rises step after step-wears
bright honors plucked from fercely contested
political fields. The Patriot hears his voice
ringing through the senate halls, and the APP
plause Of his countrymen falling on a crate
full ear, and his g~ratifed heart swells with
the proud consciousness of being useful to
the beloved land of his nativity. The Minis
ter Of God goes forth on his errand of love
and mercy, to shed a soothing influence
around the couch where fever is torturing its
victims to warm up the chill growing, dy-
ing heart with the r~eyiving hope of a glorious
future; to Tighten with his holy presence the
homes where dependency rules, and to scat
ter every where broad cast the seeds that
spring up to eternal life. The Physician goes
to the couch of suffering humanity, allevia-
ting pain, bearing hope and comfort about
with him. A noble brotherhood, those veri-
table Doctors priced they are, but not
enough we think too little of the sacrifices
they make for us the hardships and toll
they undergo; their kind attentions to, and
their anxiety for us. Let US think more of
these things, and prize more highly the no.
bic benefactors of their race II we digress.
l. The world wags on in it's comfortable way,
and the muser muses. on /; nothing excites
him to emulation nothing alouses his ener-
gies nor awakes him from his dreams. The
past and the future claims and occupies his
mind the present robbed of her rights passes
on and weeps over the wreck which is being
made; age steals on apace and from her horn
OF plenty pours the glittering silver-dust upon
his manly locks and time passes his plough
share over his brow and leaves the burrows
distinct behind but he does not know it, so
intently is he musing. The years have flown
with him, until their wings are heavy and
they over.shadow him and they over-shadow
his grave, and still he is dreaming; his feet
crush the grasses and the flowers which Dor
der his grave, he tramples them musingly.-
The damp clods of the valley have closed over
him-the turf is green above him and-he
dreams forever more.
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The fairy like foot of the sentimental young
lady brushes the LEWIS of early twilight from
the flowers, her eyes grow dark with shadow
thought and her cheeks pale from feeling
not the stern, profitable thought, or the real
healthful emotion of an awakened heart ar
hers, it is the transient, the shadowy the I'm
real, the dreamful thought that leaves self an,
the actualities of life behind that wander
away to the far off things to which
Distance lends enchantment to the view"
Away, away it goes, performing wonder.
building air-castles whose magnificence su,
passes even the fabulous loving with a d
votedness reality never dreamed of even
her most passionate moods conqueripg Ii
world of hearts and ruling with sway MOI
despotic than kingly tyrant ever thought
- A1 ASbeNb NANdtbS " lCNCIl Cl IlUIlIO
She walks a Queen, with thought her fatte
ing companion. She is intoxicated with Il
ambrosial wines of imagination. Fancy leat
her on. She walks a Queen-italia's sunse
flash above her; the life-lik marble eladi
tors lie extended at her feet for her is Il
bloom of the bowers and the fragrance of Il
vine. The music of Rome's mighty Cath
drals comes, softened by the distance. to h
half delighted, half ~listless ears the sew,
hills rise before her, the splendid domes ri
proud and high, but not proud and high
her painting heart the stately temples &c
footsteps even more stately than their lord
!, halls. The quietness of evening lies stu,
bering in snowy clouds over the CITY. likt
rosy infant in a couch of down, and over
!, like a fond mother, hangs the calm brow
moon-b but nothing can be more quiet, m
) serenely tranquil in its beautiful repose. til
|, the brow of our dreaming Queen. The or.
| deur, the magnificence, and splendor of
: city, ~''ancient of Gays" does not at all distr
her equanimity the ~softness of it's mu
e does not sound strangely to her: nav, it
1 not so soft as her own ideal emotions.
|. surprising beauties of the land receives
d tribute OF praise from her. Does not the be
s tiful attend her? is it not all her own?
But there comes a time of awakening:
b visions of love and of beauty melt away i,
AIRY nothing" Reality conquers and sta
! up in her unattractive plainness: beauti
J. d~elusive, lamented Fancy retreats from
l. scene with her ideal train, and Actual
Of encouraged by the terminus of the stl
v walks forth stript of his fanciful adornil
i; Alas, for the maiden in her hour of avail
a. ing, when she finds that her glorious drea
ps her beautiful, her golden past, is all
} tIdle as a painted ship
Y. Upon a painted ocean,"
VI r. x X \
1t is an old time picture, we are well aw
that of the pale Student and his dim-grog
-. midnight lamp /; a picture that has been o.
tlmesp portrayed yet we feel as if we too W
20 fam say something about the studious V,
NO who has trimmed his lamp in the ghost-h
10 ted hours, through all the past ages and is
al as indefatigable in his endeavors as form,
-, His studies are not now less interesting
cause pursued under a shower of golden :
~ light (gas } his dreams not less CHAIR
because INDUCED in from time immemo
fame and glory will not tarnish, they
"A just as dazzling now as they were i'm the
~, turtles which stand back in the beginnir
human ambition and folly. Thought ha
-. come more robust in form her mus
powers are curiously developed, her v
more fully ledged, and her flights more
quent and effective than formerly. A,
jig and Thought, we are inclined to think,
committed a private union, or are eng
eN lovers, at least; they are more frequ,
f found together than otherwise, and it is