Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1859-11-10
From the indianapolis Journal.
"DREAM-LI.E.,
by MARY 4. S.ALY.


"Somc margin every life must have around tli
everlasting samcness of the dull page of necessity
Some opening into the free nfntc joy or careles:
iicahfy, or thc very liie-springs dry up' a.-,
An yes. The soul must have its dreams, must nee,
nnt fro m its clayey prison. to a realm
which hard world calls Idcality, but which
The inner being feels is Home,-or else 80 s-a1
The earthly senses clog its very life. 4sfy
And what IS Life' To eat, to drink, TO slccn7
To buy and sell, tear dow.l and build AGAIN.
To zee in every plain an embryo Crop ,lti.
In every hiii an orchard filled with frnit,-.s s.s
I'D every stream power to drive "a mill
In every sunset bu, prophecy
Of how the weather may DC on the morrow
lnesery son or daughter but thought ~ -
Oflow they may be reared TO MS : S.i
benefit? Such seems t. be the life
Of half Ire busy insects that buzz round
This iiftc ball. Yet they MAJ have their Jrc,,.
Childhood looks upward to tomaturity- ge..a.
he soul Is struggling for its level then.
Zach butter fly il chosc<--cach bright flower
Seen on u distant cliff, is but drran,- ~ iEsi
rcichne out to grasp souls true life. a.iilfl.s
Some II Dorado from the tccming West. :.
some distant Island in Hesperian seas,
some Cirtf Espano. weird enchanted spot.
Suii beckons on and ON the full grown man. Fl
uShcr, YET htgher.'' is the souls dccp cry lstI. 4
,,, Why Is my every effort clogged and bound, -, \
! lii that do compared with that would.
j. as Snmmering taper to the sum-
An Iron Hand is ever near to close t'ss
!, ! ne Iron gate OF Drcams,'' and awake Eo 81
= pom the earth again. alone---aloue. .
! Ct still the spirit hungers for its food;
! = ma stu We long 10 find our iii slant thourbt
l. o'rrfake our hcetiig hopc-to catch once more
!, ! ne color OF our Dream. and weave again
! he sossamer web of Fancy. n
!. 81 ..s;.ft,,, ..f, 'Tis as much
\ souls 'snccessity as daily bread
: to the mortal body. Ave, It's more lga
FOR joyful many life would spill The sands
|. hich get remain within its Hecting glass, |
or surety OF its Hope-lor the rich goal
. which It's Thought has wan Tered FER and o'er.
or consumuation ofits lifelong Dream.
oud The stream wander on its desert path
!. ith not fringe Of grass bright blue Howcr
% . iean above and kiss caclr passing wlve7
. iehout atrec to bend its selterng arms. 81
oshie'd 1t from the everlasting glare I.
cured from burning sun--and not dry up7
Couldthe bind lutter round the "cav.h,;l, sh,.ap
cneath whose caves t builds its yearly nest
no neveru<o the wings its Maker cayo
o :. cieavc path IN air7 to soar away
IKE Thought piercing through the Infy,itep ~
oe So NOT so. No more can ace tr,,tre ON
Ike to an or, daily trodden path in
constant read-mill Of anxiety
:" oare ann blank existence, with no hour
UNFOLD the spirits wing--to let the soul ilt> ~
,e rs vacation with It's friends at home-- @
no.u sweet converse with the bards old, ~
M la witp their parent, Nature Such l;f..
W not Iivs.3ut its days, butlike slave aie s'
'a'"ed w a.e CALLERS, will drag daily ON f7a y
'ucssnt 70 its task$--till Nature brings i s.s ~
.e weaned soul release a
Oct., 1850. bt