, 1860-10-12

She cane, she saw, she cOnquerd-eVery breast,
savage and tame, the potent charm contests
The iuttering crowd, incautous, throng around,
Lured by the powers Of motion and Of sound
The creling dance, as rOuid and round she wheels,
Enehahts by Shat she shews and what eOneeals,
Entrancing song, In duleet strains, control
And weave Love's fatal mesies round the soul.
30 moths still whsk around the treaeherous light,
Then singe their wings, and drop to endless night;
Por, ahi none "kssed her quick" and 80 she's gone
The signing swains are leit TO sigh alone.
The Muse in doyfui rhyme their lot bewails,
And thus she tells their short but moving tales:
FIRST in he list, the gallant son Of Mars
Arms for the hlhi, but under luckless stars;
lie locks and longs, and longs and looks again,
But looks too long, aud longing looks in vAInl
The Notary next We note, but from the field
Slow driven his records Glsd bis fate is sealed-
lie WhDders sadly round for peace and rest,
But naught can m the eacHHm In bis breast
Then who shall paint the Painters black despair,
When all hhs coiors faded into airl
The man Of Physie seeks In vain tOhsAl
His own disease, and no relief can feel;
Sounds al his ciais but no ease can hnd--
Alasl they hold no medicine for the mlndl
Next Jehu furious drives, aud IN his car
Rides down all rivah In the amorous war;
But bis high prancng horse a lame I'm proves
With all his furious driving, nothing moves.
Both whip and spur are urged, and urged In vain
His hand Eelaetant drops the SlaekenlnE rein, .si
And our bold eharioiesF, like PhHton, falls;
Ills Steeds now mourn him In their silent stalls;
Warned Of the doom Of Phnton too late-
Alike In rashness and alike In fAlsi l
The Muse In mystic numbers next shall sing
The magic circle Of the Doctors ring;
And al the crowd Of various note and name,
Promiscuoul woruhlppsu unknown 10 fame, t-
Who swell the lhTOng, at awful distance bow, fil
Sigh without hope and breathe the useless row,
While she, the idol on her mimic throne,
Has smiles for all, and more than smiles for none;
Az some bright iceberg, on the northern wave,
Finss back the rays The sun admirng gave,
Ita own cold gltierins surface scarce reveals,
Yet sheds around the warmth never Ieesl A
And Love = thousand trophies more had Won,
The Muse had found her task but Jus. begun,
Had not the Naval hero interpOsed-
The victory gained, and % her labor closed.
The whole land service" see, with blank surprise,
Bold Neptune's trident bear away the prize;
The Free accepted Mason" on the square,
Asserts HE claim and bears away the fair;
The Cutter" comes and cuts the gordian knot,
The rope of sand that bound her TO The spot.
The PigsonH Wildly spreads her canvas vings-
The loving breeze among the eordags slnss;
The siren aiesl they watch the iessening mast
Their sghs pursue her on the southern blAsts
sghs suicidal while they wish her stay,
They raise The wind that huFrles her auayl
Al last, as slowly fall the shades Of night.
They case until they sec her out Of sighi;'
Then, as was sung By some sweet Bard Of old,
Whose words deserve to be engraved IN gold,
They slowly turn away, they drop the brney teaar
And thsir hearts am all bustng because she ISN'T here
At the urgent solicitatoncf the writer, an 10
l.. II ii.