Cincinnati daily press. [volume] (Cincinnati [Ohio]) 1860-1862, 1860-11-12
Sympathy.


.. Sympathy is the ambrosia of the soul
They who partake of Sympathy become |
the deities Of Earth. Deprived of it, cen |
Hybla grows hortus sccus of regret, |
Sympathy is the priceless pearl in the
coronet of Life, whose rays illume the depths
of the most shadowed heart.
Existence, with Sympathy, approaches the
Ideal, and echoes with the music primal
Nature taught.
Subtle and mysterious is Sympathy, and
while all feel, none can explain, its laws.
1t is the potent magician that transforms
the basest metals into gold; that out of the
frowning rock bids the life-giving waters
start.
Through boundless space and fortune oppo-
site goes Sympathy; rending, like lightning,
the crag of circumstance. Where armies
fail, it conquers; and at its touch cen Mars
falls captive with his dreadful arms.
Sympathy, so rare, so beautiful is worth
the world to have; and yet no toll nor effort
| is rewarded by its gain.
If e'er it comes 1t comes unasked-for and
unsought, like starlight and the breath OF
| flowers.
On Sympathy are based the temples of our
| love and castles of our peace. On that
| foundation, storm and strife may rage but
| can not harm. ID"
Against the cuirass Sympathy puts on,
the shaft of prejudice and sword of malice
strike innoxious Through warning foes 1t
moves unipjured: it bears the charmed lie
no weapon can ever wound;
But not in war nor strife is sympathy
required or found
There passion and brutality perform theiI
part and aught so gentle and SO pure as
Sympathy has no vocation mid the martial
| din.
Beneath the palm of peace dwells Sym
pathy, and only breathes within its grateful
| shade.
Alas, that, in this lower sphere, what most
man needs is unto him deniedl
The fruit on which his spirit feeds hangs
far above his head, and when he seeks to
drink from the clear pool, his tated foot un'
looses the surrounding soil, and stains the
limpid waters he desired. s...-.
The fruit and pool together symbolic thu
Sympathy the heart requires in this half
famished world; and, like to them, an iroI
90 destiny vouchsafes it but to few.
~ Indeed, it may be, few need sympathy, ant
they the higher natures ofour race
The many, the no-thinkers and the sur
face-seers, the echoers of the last-spokel
word have wants material, and, these sup
ply, the void of their poor life is filled.
Sympathy is oft mans guardian angel;
hedges him from evil, and snatches him iron
crime.
The thousands that in dungeons lie, an
perish by the murderous law, are victims {
the circumstance where Sympathy was no
They who devoid of mutual sympathy
beget their kind are criminals, and reproduc
themselves in the worst forms.
Thoughtless of all the dearest interests {
their souls, they leave to fate and to the II
ture, those who never can know peace.
Their offspring struggle with an organise
that every where defeats their purpose, an
defrauds them of their will.
They who appear the monsters OF the
n kind, from whom humanity retreats, an
tenderness is driven, are what they are b.
e cause sweet Sympathy stood never near
trial and temptations hour.
Had the good angel smiled upon their ear
homes, they would have trod the lofti
y paths, aud breathed the higher atmosphe
ts that circumvents the mountains OF the min
Behold the anxious-eyed and pale-lippl
ID children there, seeking in vain for Sympatl
from natures kindred in blood alone.
to A single common throb, mutual pulsiI
. of the heart and their unwritten histo
- would be changed. ..
But, mol 'Tis not for them.F -.
They are feeding on their truest selv'
and from the horrid feast, psyehal disea
= and death must soon or late arise. 40 -.
Ali Sympathy we we'll may call thee a
. divine, for thou alone performest miracles.
y Thou only makest roses on the this
q bloom; conyertest water into wine.
+ Thine is the golden keythat openeth eve
true, congenial heart.
There are no mysteries to thee and thil
a A word, a glance, and the mere stranger
the brother and the friend. r.a
No need of explanation nor recount
then. Thy other self is with thee who hu
upon thy arm through all the past Eterni
Trust Sympathy for aye: it never can
ceive; for in il is the oracle of Nature,
utterance of the only Godld ~ JUNlUS
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