Alexandria gazette. [volume] (Alexandria, D.C.) 1834-1974, 1859-03-11
THE GAZETTE.
FRIDAY MORNING. MARCH IL. 1859.
iCoNMUNICATED.

Who had spent his three score III gathering gold
He started in life with very fair guard
of bright "yeVo~ o"geis to keep hun sec"reu
The favor was one he could amply discern,
So he yave them good keeping by way OF return.
True. they never kept him. like our guardian ones,
..From lashng his foot against all the stones,
But they took what he deemed more aceeptapie
measures, Il,
By strewing his way with the "s.ones' we call
"precious;"
Or gave him, in lieu what he thought better stana'
A plenty ostones. on plenty GLAND!
The lot of all lots--(and he blessed his fste)--
A rel grounded tot of landed estate
Twas a chill Autumn eveninx--late in the Fall,
The wind swept the leaves far into the hall,
And then round the caves 'twould sigh such sigh,
Like a poor broken heart just ready to die!
Robin stood at his door, in very deep thought,
And then he sighed. too, from the depths o his
heart
And looking far Cd. with poor pensve eye.
To the moon and the stars way up in the sky,
Tie gave a most ominous shake OF the head
And thus TO himself us moarnfully said:-
"The hearts very drear which has nothing to love
ain the world around here. or in that up above
"'Tis all very fine. inexhaustble mine,
"For the fancy. the reason. the wit,
"But then there's part. right here in the heart
cit never can touch whit!
"This world now, grant, may be glorious stuff
"For the scholar. the sage, or the poet.
"And hid in its bosom, perhaps there's enough
ITO compensate those who would know it.
"'Tis all very good--but it wants flesh and blood!
sit wants the dear form, all gentle and warm,
(Which can he impressed right to the souls breast.
"And troubles soace with magic embrace.
$50 much for this world then rs for that sky
"My brains must be whirled to get up 80 high!
otis a great golden sea, which is very sublime,
"But far beyond me. a. Gods beyond time.
81 don't want those lasses, so bright and so high.
"That when man passes, will scarce wink an eye;
"Can strike their own spark way of IN the dark
"As bright and as cold, as spinsters OF gold,
"These keen shiny fighters, like eurst 1omen-rr'-
tiers. posi-. =
'Then as to that moon, though glorious one,
ord also demur from u spouse just like her;
Though believe on my life, she's very good wife,
Who takes her increase, and makes her surceasc,
As every wife should, at the will Of her lOrd.)
"But I've an objection, to too much reflection,
81 don't want my wife as keen as a knife.
"For one overwise-not meeting her match
"May sieze her old spouse, and give him touch;
eff finding no brains. may search for his heart,
"And employ her pains in making that smart!
Then a. if sorsly yexed that aught should beguilc
His poor turbid soul to the shade of smile,
He reached up his back with imperative mood,
(As to shake of pleasure, f't dared to intrude)
Added-"I'm an old fool, prying out here o nights
"And catching cold from these fancy sky-hghtS.
"This stiff ming old govt they cannot rub out,
"As some merry Dolly, or Jessy. or Molly,
'Whose soft little band, like magical wand,
"Can make your old ninety, of sour and spleen.
GAS good as your "swankie' Of wholesome nine-
teen." .. ......r.. ....
Then giving shrug and dry sTivelcd cough,
With great dismal yawn, he turned and walked of
Up and down the vast hall. then into his room,
While every step echoed with grandeur and gloom.
Here he drew up his armchair close to the fire.
And stirred up the embers about to expire;
Then up old "Don," who, stretching yawn,
Dragged off a few steps, and laid down further on
Then lighting candle and pipe at his case,
with feet on the mantle as high as you piease,)
He threw himself back, and just in this state,
The musing went ON at furious rate.
"Ah, now, bless my life, If just had wife.
"In that chair sitting, singing or knitting.
"Some pleasanter racket, than that hateful OLD
cricket. vr
'The world calls me rich, and yet after all,
|'Who ever saw such a dreary old soul.
t'Whatever betide, do VOW, by Jove.
scThe mans dead inside, who has nothing to love :
al could hug my gold, have done it often,
"But Oh. it feels cold, like the clods on my cofin.
ave lived here m'bieves now this sixty-hve year,
"And nothing that lives for me cares straw.
"On the whole blessed earth, can't point out one,
'NTho cares sous worth if I'm going or gone.
"Yet, I've everything now that have desired,
"Till of getting, I vow--even wishes are tired!
"Ah! may "sing dool' for the world in its laugh
"Can well cry "poor fool! what have you been
after?'
"For what is tho sum? look and look,
"In wonderment dumb, for the pleasure took
"The pleasure was in it when first hogan,
"The pleasure beyon' il, when Id be an old man.
'This mansion SO great, that my wish it appals,
"As prison of State. holds me now in its walls
$50 quiet and cold, where not q childs breath
"Blows of the damp mOuld-foreshadoWing death!
"A dreary old dungeon, where no womans WISH,
GAS angels of sunshine cast out evil spirits
"And all my broad fields which once in my pride,
6I dreamed were the shields that had devils dehed,
"Ungrateful and dreary, now stretch far away
"My old limbs too weary to stride them per-day.
'More worms than grain seem now to oatcn;
'In the clods or my brain, hardly know Wnlcn.
"But with stiAed curse, they east in my teeth,
"Next comes the reverse, and We get you beneath
Now just at this crisio his uneasy tone,
Amounted outright to q terrible groan;
So nervously sIeaging his fist to his breast
His musing proceeded with redoubled zest.
ono, there's not a cave, so much like grave,
$50 dark or 40 old, 50 foul or so cold,
"But q 1OX or u uAfe Will udhc IL iohi
GAnd Young life will come to scare death from his
home.
"And there's not bank, so jagged or dank,
"But some gentle thing, like flower will spring
''To kiss it and hug it, and make 1t less rugged
Choking just thought, grown out OF heart.
(Which time worn and hard; encrusted and scared
"Has yet something left that's humanity soit
"And no old blasted oak left out on the heath,
"Scarce worthy the stroke Of woodman or death,
Given this has spot, amidst all its rot,
"a followed out groove, where little birds rest
"Like thoughts of love in an old mans breast.
'The feature perverse, which all the plans mars,
ain the whole Universe il The old bach'fors'
"In all the good plan he has no part or lot,
sBut "to make what be can, and to keep what he's
got" All . y a'E...: ...-'"
ga striving and fretting, with eternal bother,
"To be hesping and getting what others must ga
Their. '
"And those "others" drift, if the chance were but
given, -..
"Would be for a lift to help him to Heaven!
'The money, confound it! I'd give every cent,
ar were surrounded with just what want!
'Ah! Pleasure 4 Co., boldly make bet,
s'YouIl take not one sou Of such money for debt,
"And "happiness proper" venture an oath,
1Would scorn my best Golfer for her dish of BROTH
But now the old fellow was getting 50 prosy.
His candle, as we'll as himself, became dosy;
His pipe was Mi Oh out, as well as bis fire,
As musing and waiting for supper will tire
(For here by the bye, he never could ken,
If his tsa would be served ct eight or at ten.