Cincinnati daily press. [volume] (Cincinnati [Ohio]) 1860-1862, 1860-07-19

Then only may they leaye the waste Of brine
In which they we ter here,
Aud rise above the hills Of earth and shine
In serener sphere. ......
Early Writings of the Poet Longfellow.
Mr.. Clark, in his pleasant "reminiscences o.
the early contributors to the RRickerbocke1
Magazine, places the distinguished poet Long.
fellow among them. He says, in the August
number:
1t is of Mr.. Longfellow ,as one of the earliest
prose contributors to the Kniekerbocker, that
we propose now to speak. His very first
communications to our Mdodzine were in
prose. Over twenty-six years ago his BLANK
Book ofa Country School-master" appeared in
these pages; and we do not hesitate to say, that
the life, the freshness, the sensibility, the love
ofnature and ofmankind, which distinguished
these sketches, fully Swallowed forth what
was to be expected from the mind and the pen
of the writer, when "0utre-Mer" and
Hyperion and "Kavanagh" were sue
cessfully announced and published, and after
ward, as every body knows, eagerly de-
voured by readers, who had also become ad-
mirers, on both sides of the Atlantic. II will
be far in the summer solstice, reader, when
you peruse this first passage from the
Country School-master.' Itis very drowsy;
and we doubt mucn whether it do not put
you incontinently to sleep. Try it, "any-
how and see what the result will be;
SATURDAY AFTERNOON.
90 tits Saturday afternoon. Once more the
school-house door has creaked upon its hebdo-
medal hinges; the dog-eared book yawns
upon the deserted desk the flies are buzzing
and humping their head against the sunny
window the school-boy is abroad in the
woods and the school-master has laid his
birchen sceptre upon the shelf, and with it the
cares and solicitudes of another week
Saturday afternoon Delightful season,
when the mind, like a tired artisan, lays
down its implements of toll, and leaves the
long-accustomed handicraftl How sweet
amid the busy avocations of the week, to
look forward to this short interval of repose
when, for time, at least, the grinding shall
cease, and the heart be permitted to indulge
its secret longings and listen to the soft
whispers ofits own wayward tanciesl Surely
the feelings Of the school-boy linger around
me still. l love the dolce far niRete of Satur-
day afternoon
1t is an interlude between the swift-suc-
ceeding acts of life; the close of a seven days
journey a golden clasp that shuts each
weekly volume of our history; goal, where
Time pauses to rest his wing and turn his
glass type of that longer Interval of rest
when our evening sun shall be going down;
when our lengthening shadows shall point
toward morning, and we shall be looking for
ward TO an eternal Sabbath
"'AN OLD SAYING.
"The vulgar saying, to wet your whis-
tle is of Norman pedigree and as old as
the thirteenth century. Henri d'Andeli thus
commences his poems on 'The Battle of the
Wines:
"'Yolez OR qne grant fable. ....s.
gun Svint Pa1trier sus Ia table
Au bon hol qui OF nou Phelippe,
3m yolontlers faoMon sdptpe
Du pom vim qui estoit du blanc.
GOWN you hear of a great fable,
That happened the other day at table,
10 ret Thistie with good white i vine
1.-THE reader will find in the brief passages
which we quote below, the germs of thai
matter-fun prose which afterward fructifed
and expanded in 'Outre Mer' and Hyperion !, !,
IAN OBITUARY. yann tan .siq
"'Epitaphs and obituary notices are not
fit themes for merriment; but at times they
are so solemnly ludicrous, that sorrow and
sadness change into smile. have one now
befored me which commences thus. THE
death of Mr.. --i can not fail 10 drdtv a
deep ehasm on the society Of his numerous
friends The following is SO surprisingly
comic, that it seems igment of a wagQish
fancy, though find il in provincial news
prper; tits no invention of my own. Shak-
speare has seldom been 30 travestied. He
little thought when he made Mark Anthony
speak of the rent the envious Caesar made
that he should be so misunderstood as in the
iolloWlng lines; lrz4h GAa E -1a
THE spoiler came. Diseases rioted on her vitals
Sn SHsp o s aSpad % stf again the dear enjoy
less death-wth his envious casca, closed the scene
q" "A CURE FOR oEIIBAcY.
""Phe following wonderful cure is copied
perbatim from the advertisement of nofori-
Gus botanic physician:
"'A lady-dePlorabIe state Of mental dorange-
ment-attended by the cele brated Or. - and BY
and advised that she be ipmediateiy removed to the
insspe ,rsd H. mhosPlsai os M mad hopse PePperel Mass
Some poetic lover in the reign of King
John, thus quantity addresses his mistress
whom he calls the fairest maid ''biteune Lyn.
colne and Lyndeseye;
" When the nightegsle singes the wodes waxen
Lief and grass and blosme springes in Ayril y wsne
Mo love Is 70 myne herte gone eh spsre 90 ksRs
Night and day my blod it drinkes, my heart doth
eteIe. .lAl5' l4a .aoi .. Fl.
THE CHRISTIAN FATHERS.
+" Il love at times to turn over the pages of
the early Christian Fathers. When / open
one OF their rsombre-looking tombs, and my |
eye loiters down the long and weather-stained |
column, something of the same feeling comes |
over me, as IL | were passing alone the |
gloomy aisles of an old cathedral, and listen |
ing TO the sage monitions OF the past. The |
names of Justin Martyr Tertulliah, Lactan-
thus, Origen, Ghrysostome and others are fa-
Diliar 10 our cars; but how few at the present
lay ever think Of looking into their worm
eaten tombs either for delight or instruction |
And yet they contain passages of startling |
'loquence; trains Of singular, but close-press- |
ng argument and touches of ludicrous |
lome-preaching, which remind one of what
le has heard and read Of Whitefeld. EiN |
"'The following specimen Of the kind last |
copy from st. Cyprian, Of me |
Habits Of Virgins, part one, pp.e9, SO.
"'God, we consider, made not sheen of a |
purple OF scarlet color nor was II from his |
nstruction that we were taught 10 tincture
,ur wool with the juices Of herbs or fishes;
lor did he form these ranges Of pearl and
precious stones, which make those necklaces,
the neck, which was truly of his |
orming, is in manner covered and hid; and |
hus in truth his workmanship is made to |
disappear, in favor Of an invention of Satan's, |
which is suffered TO dangle over it,. Can we
hink II the will Of God, that the ears should |
Q bored and wounded, and poor harmless
ifants, ignorant as yet Of oil worldly wick
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