The Grand Haven news. [volume] (Grand Haven, Mich.) 1858-18??, 1861-06-26

we will not be duped into tacit submi
sion to despots, nor sell our birthright f
n mess Of pottage.
For the Grand Haven News.
PURSUIT OF THE IDEAL.
An Idyl.
I adore an airy maiden,
And bless her night and day;
Night and day, where 'er wander,
She is ever on my way.
Tender maiden, watchful maiden,
Friend to me she is Away,
And with countenance angelic
All my baser thoughts doth fray.
Now she chides me, and she guides me,
If by chance go astray;
Then she scorns me, and she warns me,
If to rest my head Hay.
Purer than the virgin dew drops,
And more beautiful than they,
Clothed she is in lily -meekness,
And youth, forever May;
Who would not rejoice to WOO her,
Who is clad in such array?
Who would not rejoice to win her.
Who can never know decay
Fairer maiden, rarer maiden,
Poet never may portray;
Purer maiden, truer maiden,
Never dwelt in mortal clay;
And such charms she always wearcth,
And so modest to display
Oh! my airy, fairy maiden,
Over me hath perfect sway.
Should king 0beron, tho fairy,
HAPPY from his kingdom stray,
And be questioned if he love her,
He could never answer nay;
But methinks would try to WOO her,
And her to his land convey,
Where her beauty would enthrone her
Queen of every elfn-fay.
All should other eyes behold her,
1t might cause dire affray;
So / keep mine fixed upon her,
Jealous as an Eastern Bey.
Butah me she is so coyish-
And 1 always hate delay
Oft my heart grows dark within me,
Void Of hopes celestial ray;
For when would fain embrace her
Blushingly she fits away,
Darling, glancing like n sunbeam,
As if hooking my dismay,
Leaving me and then returning,
Like the sunlight in the spray;
And my soul is half distracted
With such Tantalus survey!
Why will not the cruel maiden
Once my beauty thirst allay?
Doth she stoop at last to vengeance,
booming me a castaway?
Airy maiden, fairy maiden,
Do not keep me thus at bay!
Linger, yet little, maiden
Maiden, yet a little stay!
All she will not deign to listen,
Though sue, and inveigh.
All she will not doign to listen
Doth she then my love repay?
If ask her if she love me,
Blushing, she will nothing say
Nothing answer to convince me-
Nothing, neither nay nor yea;
But rctreating, softly Aeeting.
Like rainbow, heavenly gay,
She doth call me, she doth call me,
And can not but obey.
And as bold and eager. hearted
As boy, who at his play,
Gay-hued butterflies is chasing
Ger some Gower-enameled lay,
Vexed, successless, yet determined
On the capture Of his prey,
Which allures him and eludcs him,
Follow lightly as he may,
pursue my airy maiden,
From the morning twilight gray
Till the shades of evening gather.
But no conquest doth defray
All my yearnings and my heart beats,
For she every art doth Stay;
Yet with new and soft endeavors,
To allure her assay,
Purposing no base inaction
And no sluggGrd's weladay,
Till touch the happy altar,
Crowned ON with the fadeless bay
And l think my heart grows better,
And 1 count not what pay
For the airy chase and earthly,
Where she seemeth to betray;
For feel If here never
Win my maiden, as L pray,
1 shall in yon sphere eternal,
Fold her in my arms for aye!
June, 1851, Il.
~ I. w. HARKINs, Detroit, Mic
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