The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1859-10-18
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TUESDAY MORNING.
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.Osher Days.


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When the near ss .a,n. while the mefnery last, -
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p sssne. of Our youth be they di.ssn, or sar'
Wien fond reeeliecsa yrs. ,n Nth gust IS al wore,
MaH muse new life IN our being once more. ~
happy .1 sweet ss ~ass s thai se can do
,ns ys e sasn S ssf c a. bear
IN tbff dear haprs tsmest how holy, how pnre.
The nrfe @s;,, IN letters resplendent sublime
IN tse ra.ad ere f,s sclied b, tae traces u tins
No matter how ss,s;as ne circumstances ,a SEEM
Wbteh syst thoagh reflected weak feeble ray.
Srows hfis hier aad BRIGHTER as wears glide sway
,fbea wh, should We aroop At kumtnity's sheer.
With such hos indictments 10 swt snd to cheer
sat onwagd lac mote 10 slofg n ann 40 B oSf
ri,s morn nav lie wrapped 10 gras misty shrona;
The san may be qesnched meath black threat n
,rn. Ma ma, grow colder aud colder each day.
And az forces await KS n battle array ,,.
If ss,isrs,i VIII melt the thick vapoiy ar
nissei he BACK cloud. and bring forth the sun
On xrao can forget rh,idhood's happy years
The:r hopes and sieir pleasures, their smiles aaz
The les If affection the cord of brofher;
Inc sini,e ci 3 father, and love Of a .noshsr
Or o,lf who. perhaps. than all others, is nedrey
s)Esprinss OF the past aas hopes OF the future,
The growth Of affection AVID earis'ianiy nurture;
lei thsr ripel, and mellow still cherished by ,oa-
As fruits wh,ch ars wsrered b Heaven-bor dew
The child when first eaving the iseme of his BIRTH
kndcarad l., = thousand Ieeolleetens OF mirth;
Tine lawn where he played his careS to be guile,
The rose IN the garden with many a smile;
Yhe helds where he roaImed in seascs' oil such
As acyer was found in hall. castle cou~t;
The mess covered outage, the grove aud the
With ss.er well skilled in the use of tsss rule;
" hch assembled tsr Heaven from those gaska ed
Its ts!i spire striving so pierce through the sky,
4 nd omen way Tor tIoa's chosen on highs
Each on his Young heart ioayes 50 lasting tnce,
That centuries rollins can never enace.
Let IT'S follow hin, HON through the ghtter ani
which he meets on entering she hsoad thorough
OF the world see him climb the proud steep, nor
Til he pluck the bright. sarlands that crews tls
lie has thrown aside obstacles, opened the way.
And trlumrhed NJ last 10 the eve oil his day
Ambition is gratlil=d: wants all supplied;
ills fticpds have been faithful thor courage xeil
His home is ali rarp,aess-open his door
To men of all stations, tho rich and the poor
His heart will oft wander hss dear native plase
And dwell on those ,uomeu's with JOY IN their
brain,
TIE mariner rowing the seaoi ms prme,
With winds for nmpanions. star for u guide;
When the rude tempest sather, the night becomes
dark,
And Aiolus is drifting the waves Ter his bssk,
" III loag for that home SO cheeriul and best.
Where the winds more calm. the waters nc rest;
That dear beloved spot where meath the mid gale,
He manned his first boat and rigged his first S3tL
The soldier, ehsered ON by the glory oi war,
And the soul stirring music now swelling niaf-
When the cariiaSe over. the battle is STILL
And waits oil the DIVING. the mIdnis hit air fill
Bright thoughts o. the past fl thick through his
brain,
And he deems nothing true but the glory to come,
No music so sweet rs the music OF home
The poor lonely exile doomed by decree
To seek 4 new honie FAR away. DER the sea;
Let him visit the country OF fragrance and iowers,
And drink IN the music Of italy's bowers;
Or, HE To the mountains, where heanty was born,
Whose tops are first kissed by the herald OF morn;
But gazing on city. or palace, or dome, "a
They cannot compare with the pleasures oil home.
The reseer stops, midst I the , 91ains s Of ~ine'
And his bosom will heave, and his countenance
glow,
With Joy which no liquor earth can bestow.
And even the Poet, and many there ire.t
Who now nil the land with productions so rare,
Oft poars forth his song IN the happiest lays
And SINGS to the glory OF Departed DAYS
The scenes Of his childhood, companions of youth.
Devoted to Friendship, to Lore and to Irathi
Since all join IN giving tribute that's due, ,
To tho times that are gone. and the friends that
Oh. then let Us cherish the bright recollection
OF earlier days with love and affection
That's sacred aud true; let OUR memories fly past
tAs rGeet here to night Ger the scenes OF the
past
And cali up each moment. each scene in its turn,
And SIGH when we think they can never return.