New-York daily tribune., 1862-05-12
Thought gro "a no. tame in life like this.

Nor were tbOre years oi bOthinghrst
Ina ronud your young pure teing threw
Their bloom Ahd -tire, aud sweel lie dew;
Ihr,r srrrg'iue sunlghts of and dear,
Ii'h Autnmn shadows chill and drear,
. ne .pendofs OF Their Summer bloc
jhen Writer hi-hts Of etofm and gloom,
All were Ia you - suus nbd ,ho sers,
AID winds, HI d fewr IRE To- Your flowers;
All m0ldng yon as they are polhed,
When IN tie ilenr serd enf0'ttd.
In rcr1ert form embaln~d they iie
slpw uniOlcinc mystery.
Nor breath II ~inc, scr fall of rain,
Nor dews nor .uulit skies we're vsin."
Tho sequel, which records the triumph of an
.tion over the aspirations Of love, must be ioun,
y our readers in the poem iisef.-Of the smaller
lcccs, which possess various degrees Of merit
e following is good specimen Of the hopciu
ud checry spirit OF tue youme:
song FOR NEW YEARS. EVE.
Away with tboushrs Of pill and bier.
And cypress bough ind fnne'al tear,
Aud whiliDgs iGr the dying year.
ouf hOntrhO1 fires ebd burn Tonight
With warmer 81 W, " lie chij'eu bright
Dance round us ip the tosy lisLt.
Life WAS rot given f,r tears and gronns.
The god-.ike lift Of sre ca .or mons,
Or laces mAde f,t chnrchyard stones.
Hang The green holly on your ~a IL,
And let Tie children r. t'ug lng calls
Ee-echo through the l.. htcd balls.
Those who have Killed he year may weep,
And low in dust aud ashes creep,
Niih wild laceuls ard anguish deep;
Bu, we who loved lin. beet while here,
Can lid hin 90 viii fetal cheer,
Aud lights aud gaIl, round hi, bier.
lie came to us elple,r child,
Amid tie sGows o: Winter wild
Our learihs with hlazibg logs We piled,
We gave bin SIZE ter from he storm,
Aud closely wrapped hi- slivrring form,
IL HOitest woods aud erruilc warm.
we ed bin from our garden store ~
The riea.st ffnis orr orohhrGs bore
And nuts from many foreign shore.
Our corn And wine his strength rurpEsd,
Till, grown 10 toybood by our side,
We gloried Ia his youthful pliie.
We gnye him ilock. sud fertile laDdS,
We bowed our hehds to his commands,
And titled hi telds with wiiliug hands,
When 10, to crown BIZ man ood morn,
TIE ii, ebing wh NJ, and 'aeseled corn,
Were Of our loving Lbor born.
Through ell tie Summers noontide heat,
We toiled amid tie clover sweet,
Aud ilei its fragrance at his feet.
We rtapcd lie fields Of waving grain,
1hen Ilowed Der all the vale aud plain,
And sowed tho hopeful seed again,
And when the Auiumn's withered leaves
Vel rusiling rouud our housebold eaves,
We galherei in Lis golden sheav,s,
We bound lis fuTo~ u brow with maize,
And touored III declining days
NIh lgbI.tes o! grateful praise.
lis work is done; bic Ilorve t.howe
j. gathered ~lero no blight eau come,
Aud bic scaled lips are sSectly dumb
From tie fall perleclness of bliss,
gne rapture trance that ever is
Jlst Wee the Heavenly liie meets thn.
w ra,t fo- Lin 10 DEAN bolls slow.
No table lumes and Aearse OF woe,
Win mouru-rs waihug ns ihey 20.
I.t bring, in place OF tollIng klels,
n. music oi yOu. merry bells,
AID oLesIful song, for sad iafewells
Hang The crseu holly Oh The wall,
l.,tf cinl uirth And music calls
Ring O. rough yO1r fr'1 ri..t huls.
Lie from iue ola Years doth !. born,
l.e. bril- uing hofes Wit smiles adorn
p The breaking of the New Years A0rn
Ono or two of the minor poems attempt N
humorous vein, bat, without challenging decide
they can scarcely be regarded a
miueut successes in that line.