New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1859-11-02
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IN AVN yonier, Philip; listen
7kle tsil my sad story. \
XS9f ~ window, draw the curtain,
& / csnft see the moons soft glory
Qo6lng thus across Tho sca,
3Dfh0ut utmost agony
4 = 9 losed.-sbe Vas radiant,
n "A Yopn6 md Wlts ne oyertioH1ng
y ~ Ea3 dill u ~ hlhiug should
9sss;7S5 ~ N h5ooi. II YOU were going
4 n s8a-yes, aS Elen's bourne,
4 isAy csIIeas ysu would return
1.roSijf Is h ~ The county
a m a. .Dector, Ida's father.
A III N hut pcor schoolteacher,
N 1tof 10 her brother rather.
I ~ Il spite the fathers pride
a6pst love her 81 had died.
~ she loved mo yes, 4 say it.
) With i w0naA's pure devotion,
ahongh the difference between US
Nj Hhk was taught to think an ocean;
Yet her love bfidged ., Ell the sea
4 NSy, forbade such sea to be
fsure ani perfect love, and glorious
III iSs sunlight we live basking.
B Wese tho Eden gardens near US
We'd not think her fruits worth asking
h v fruit grew before us-why
y Bhuuld We look beyond the skys
Game q day Of bitter parting
Iss Il NJ hen the old man heard the story
Y NJ he drove ont Of the doorway,
Cursed me-he was old and hoary.
A And her father, or could
4 IN have .bro0ked those accents rude.
vent forth 70 seek my fortune,
4 Her devotion with me bearing,
Yea, her love chung to me AWAY,
And her fathers anger daring:
What to her was fhlsehoods breath
+ She would love me unto death
X II " ,rned but long years after,
Yo,ing and loving her as ever
Eirh beyond my utmost fancy.
When was dream Of love true? Never!
they had told her ! was dead!
Ehe believed them and was wed.
X Wed to one her soul detested;
Like her father, base and sordid,
Who her worth in ing0ts counted
" Wi(k ne bonds Of stocks he boarded,
NJ ser !, heartless, old and cold, 4ss
y Ching Ida against gold.
u ia; he had the shining metal,
That was dill his baseness wanted;
What to him those dreams angelic
1hat had all my wanderings haunted?
A What those cheeks Of radiant youth?
hat those lips Of woman truths
Having then the gold, ] reasoned,
He had oil his nature needed
Reasoned said lit was passion
Many q specious pretext pleaded.
Icared naught for reason:
M Eust possess my love Or die
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n glJe vas wiling. God Of Mercy
Dost th6u not regard with pity,
w Ore ~ thy appointed angels,
N Gitixena of thy white city.
Tempted, falling, fainting, lost
From among thy White-winged host?
6o MI travelled. You've travelled Philip
Do ron recollect at Florence,
i Looking out on the Cascine,
An old villa, Villa Dorrantz
X How it's latticed window shines
& brightly through the clustering vines?
TN hsfe We lived there life grew golden;
SsS There we dreamed all dreams Of glory
There whispered to her listening,
An dAy long the same glad story.
Il There she layed me- listen, boy
eFe God crushed our sinful joy!
Z How ale clasped me On my shoulder,
sS White as snow her cheek was lying
X How she held me! How she shuddered!
Philip she was dying dying!
How she walled! That wall Of woe
NJ Sounds along the path go. "a
r Iken che kissed me- In joys ocean
That kiss weighed down woe and sank it,
M And the wine Of life we pressed out
II Iii that cup Of bliss and drank it!
Dashed the cup down-empty gold
4 Loosed the clasp her lips were cold?