Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1859-01-31
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Today i the anniversary Of the birthday Of
Barns 4 hundred ysars $50 10 an Aud Clay
Biggih' tso,tigsl on the banks Of The AYR bis
I syvs hr,t opened on The light n this World 90
destined % ne % alternate pain and p,asuTc.
q trial and lnamph. Yet not The ob,cufily d
bis birth nor tie bitter unftlsning hand VI
poverty that followed him sll his lie could re-
pres, the gsaigS that animated his bosom
And nuW. nfrf the lapse Of 10 many year,
Nhen 81 prejudice hiss died away, bis talents are
/ fully ackoslei;cd aud his matchless productions
irradiate the whole horizon VI the literary world
There IS not q villsge or hamlet 10 Scotland,
nor ,oWn Or city la Europe o. America, but
his Appfrciaiye admirers meet 10 do homage 10
his genius Poets and Orators, ClsrgYmen and
Statesmen and men from al the walks Of lie vie
With each other In doing honor 20 the memory
Of him Who sang 10 strains sWeeier than has
ever greeted mortal ear, since the wandering
Shepherd, On Juiea's plains heard the heavenly
choir chanting the advent hymn Of "Glory 10
o. man The heart beats Wilh a kiniher emo
ton At the mention Of his name, for be has shed
an uniadiug ll.trc on every theme be has touch.
ell. lie has kindled halo about every noun
tain top in Aud Scotia And has made her
heather and every how'ret that blooms IN her
wales or 10 the Wild Woodland the daisy Of the
field, the primrose on the hilsil, the lily. OF her
bank, the hawthorn in the glen, the sweet
scented birk, the harebsll, the hanging wood.
bihe, and
The milk .Hhite thorn that scents the evening
gale"
all immortal by bis transcendent genius There
Is not a morning sunrise, nor an evening sunset;
not wide spreading tree, babling brook, nor
a crystal fountain; not glen. nor cave; nor 4
igathefel songsiyr Of the wood, that does not
awake TO remembrance some rare melody with
which he has charmed oar admiration. Even
the 5imyis5t of his pictures are most expressive.
Look at this for example:
In Simmer when the hay rIi m0en
And Corn Elrei green in liza field
While e'Jrcr blooms EAiie DER the lea
And roses blow in liza bi,ld.'
Or at this
"ln WISTER when the rain rdiasi cold,
And frost and snoE on every bill;
And BoKEAs, vi his blast sac bold,
Was threatnin' a our Rye to kill"
Or this
"The wind blew hol'olt frae the hills;
By glia,s the suns departing beam
Glanced DER the fading yellow woods
That waved Ger Luglrs winding stream
Is not that psrfects Col then, and read some
Of the masterpieces Of this gifted songStcr,
note their wondrouS beauty and their fidelity to
truth end nature; give your heart full play and
il you are not transported with admiration,
then it is no, in YOU to admire anything lovely!
The C0tters Saturday Might is household
treasure John ARSerSoH, Ny 10, Donnie D0OH,
{ Aud LING SyHc, Tie NOmtIM DdSy, Bruce
at BmaoriJurE and Highland Nary, have MI
kindied glow which the mention revives with
undated force. Where, for instance can YOU
find any thing sweeter than ALTON.
"Flow gently, sweet Alton, among thy green
braes,
Flow gently, III sing thee song in thy praise;
Ny Mary's asleep by the murmuring stream,
Flow gently, sweet Alton, disturb not her dream.
How pleasantly banks and green valleys below,
Where wild in the woodlands the primrose blow;
There Oft, as mild evening sweeps over the lea,
The sweet scented birk shades my Mary and me- "
OF dfferen style, yet surprisingly beautiful,
is Tan OShdRters adventure in "AlloWays
Aud haunted Kirk Tam, after the business
Of the market day was over sat enjoying him.
self over his liquor with his landlord, "getlin'
fou and unco happy
"Carc, mad to see man sac happy,
Fen drown'd himself amang the nap?y;
is bees Jiee hdas wi ladies' o treasure,
The minutes hinged their way wi pleasure:
Kings may be blest, but Tan was glorious,
Ger a the ills o life victorious
Rut pleasures all like peoples spread
You see the flower, its bloom is she'd
Or like the snow falls in the river,
a moment white-then melts forever;
Or like the borcalis race,
That fit ere you can point their place;
Or like the rainbow's lovely form,
EvaniShing amid the storm
Nae man can tether time or tide;
The hour approaches Tam maun ride;
That hour, o nights black arch the keystane,
That dreary hour be mounts his beast in:
And sic night he talks the road in,
As neer poor sinner was abroad in. "
Tam comes as far as the Kirk yard, where he
sees "witehes and warlOcks in dance, while
Collins stood round like open presses,
That Shaw'd the dead in their last dresses;
And by some dev'lish eantrip slight,
Each in his cauld hand held light
By which heroic Tam was able,
ronote upon the holy table,
\ mur!erer'S bones in giJbet Arms,
knife, a fathers throat had mangled,
Whom HE ain son o lire berCft,
Che grey hairs get Itdk to he Isfi;
vi mar o horrible and awfu',
Which ey'n TO name whd be unlawful.
The noblest ofall Burns ballads however, Is
To Adry ia HedreH. It was composed bY
him on the anniversary Of his early love, Mary
Campbell-his Highland Mary. To this love for