Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1860-04-27
VOL. VI. NO. II.
2ort rg.
Unspoken Dialogue.


Aud looks OF earnest will
Four decades DER her life had met,
And left her lovely still.
Not to the radient armament,
Not to the gardens grace.
The courses Of her mind was bent,
But where. with sweetest face,
Forth from the other window leant
The daughter of the place.
Thus ran her thoughts; 40 ,wretche'
day
When she was born so fair
Well could let my charms decay,
If she was not their heir
laathe the sunbeams as they play
About her golden hair.
Yet why she is too good, too mild,
So madly to aspire;
He Is no boy to be begul'd
BY sparks OF color d fire:
will not dream pretty child
Can mar my deep desire.
"Her fatherlrss and lonelcss days
Are scre beturc their time
In scenes of gayets and praise
She will regain her prime,
And cease TO haunt these wooded ways
With sentimental rhyme
On to the conscious maiden pass'd
Those words without the tongue /;
Hall pttuleutly back she cast
The git'ting cur!s That hun.
About her neck, and answer first:
" Yes. l am Young too young
& Iet am | graver than my wont,
Gravest when he Is here;
Beneath the Hlory OF his front
tremblc--not With fear
But as read Bethsaidas font
Felt with the Angel near.
Must mate eEly with my kind.
WITH something a. unwise
As iuy popc ~clt; and never ind
Affection can prize
At oncc With an siouug mind,
And With sdmirlng eyes
MY Mu,hcr trusts to drag me down
To some low range OF lite.
By pleasures of the clam rous town.
And vanity smcan strife
And IN such selfish tumult drown
Ny hope TO be HIS wife"
Then darSer round the lady grew
The mcdItatlye cloud
Aud stormy thoughts began TO brew
She d,r no; speak aloud
Enr then without disguise she knew
That rivalry asow d.
" What is my being If | lose
Nv loves last stake while she
Has the fair future where to choose
iler woman's destiny
Free scope those means and powers to use
Winch time denies to me
{" Was it for this her baby arms
About my neck were flung,
Was il for this found such charms
In her uncertain tongue.
N'as i for thoss vain alarms
My mother soul unstruns
Oh, horrible to wish my child
MY sole one lcft-unborm.
And. seeing her 50 meek and mild,
To hold such quits in scorn
NV nature Is grown waste and Wild.
Ny heart with fury torn "
Spe, ,chltss-enchanted to the spot
The girl could scarce divine
I he whole disaster OF her lot
But without sound or sign
She efiel, 80 Mother love hun not !;
o. let his love te nine
You have had years of full delight.
Your glrlhood's passion dream
Vas realized to touch and sight
A. bright as It could seem
And nov you in,erpose. like Night,
Before my lfes first gleam.
lou yet were once what am now
You were our maiden prize;
You told me OF my father, how
You lived but in his eyes;
You spoke Of the perpetual vcw,
The troth that never dies.
Dear Mother denrer kinder far.
Ii by my childhood bed
Your care had never stood to bar
Misfortune from my head
But laid me where m, brothers are,
Among the quiet dead
"Ah! Why 10, die This cruel strife.
Can thus-thus only-eease
Dear God take home this errins life
lhIs struggling soul release
FROM heaNth, pttcnahce, upon HIS VIII
might look down iu peace -
That prayer like some electric fame.
Struck with resistle's force
The lady's agi,a,ed frame
Nor halted in it's course,
Till her hard pride WAS turn'd TO shame
She spoke-her words were very low
Rur reSolite in tome
Dear child he comes. Nay, blusl
To have your secret known:
'Iis beet. tbs best, that | should go
And leave YOU here alone.
Then, as his step grew near and fast.
Her hand was on the door,
Her heart BY holy grace had cast
The demon from it, core
And on the threshold calm she pass'd
The man she loved no more.
[Cornhill Magazine.
From Godey's Lady's Book !