Holmes County Republican. [volume] (Millersburg, Holmes County, Ohio) 1856-1865, 1861-04-04
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a REMARKABLE POEM.

YutIg.
A REMARKABLE POEM.
The following striking poem was recited by
| Miss Lizzie DOten, a spiritual trance speaker,
at the close of a recent lecture in Boston. She
professed to give ii imprOmptu, so far as she
was concerned, and to speak under the direct
influence of the spirit of Edgar A. Poe. what
ever may be the truth about Its production, the
poem is in several respects remarkable one,
Miss Doten is apparently incapable OF or1gina-
| ting such a poem. If it was written for her
| by some one else, and merely committed TO
memory and recited by her the poem is never
theless wonderful as reproduction OF the sing
ular music and alliteratiOn of Poe's style, and
manifesting the same intensity of feeling
Whoever wrote the poem must have been exceed
iDgly familiar with Poe, and deeply in sympa-
thy with his spirit. But if Miss Doten is hon
est, and the poem originated as she says 1t did 1T
is unquestionably the most astonishing feat that
spiritualism has produced. 1tdoes not follow,
necessarily in that case, that Poe himself made
the poem-though we are asked to belive great
many spiritual things on less cogent evidence
but it is, in any view of it that may be taken,
a very singular and mysterious production
There in the second verse an allusion TO pre-
vious poem that purported 10 come from the
spirit of Poe, which was published several years
since and attracted much attention, but the fol-
lowing poem is of a higher order, and much
more like Poe than the other.
From the throne of life erternal
From the home of love supernal,
Where the angel feet make music over all the
starry floor
Mortals have come to meet you,
Come with words of peace to greet you.
And to tell yon of the glory that is mine for
evermore.
Once before found a mortal
Waiting at the heavenly portal
Waiting but to catch some echo from that ever
opening door;
Then | seized his quickened being,
And through all his inward seeing,
Caused by burning inspiration in fiery food
topour?
Now come more meekly human,
And the week, lips of a human
Touch with fire from of the alter, not with
burnings as of your;
But in holy love descending,
With her chastened being blending,
would fill your souls with music from the
bright celestial shore.
As tbe heat warns for another.
Asa child turns TO its mother.
From the golden gates of glory turn / TO the
cam oHoe ipole' " a,
W-, Wneic uiainsu lne up =, 'aun,
"ne,e ny SUI wa: s.uhs hs!,;o ~ .n'
Anu iiie S0L Iiaaei Iu;nns Io uiiio"s '"eP' my
'eNs
9 1eee .ne La p,es anu aorI;d LIE iarens, areu
Ply d,man r '"np nI onS snhst.naa III, with
ed in anguish sore;
Life and l seemed mismated,
For felt accused and faled,
Like restless, wrathful spirit, wandering on the
Stygian shore.
Tortured by nameless yearning,
Like frost fire, freezing, burning,
'0 'n' Pu,plII PorpI ,Panna3Is P3 ,,",r A -''
TIL H. 1roIdan bont twI';fe,s ,olo,
Into sb,nng sbards was brokens
All ~, nba;na5 81 oI,,f,T,r sr;r;, Loon. from
~, H., 80, Joor
''' p'-0o-
Bpt while liripo starving. DIVING.
Never did NV s0nl cease crvinp.
''Ye who guide the fates and furies, give! oh,
give me, implore,
From the myriad hosts of nations
From the countless consultations,
One pure spirit that can love me-one that l.
too, can adort!'
ouSh lhls iei'eh' ''epitiuon