East Saginaw courier. (East Saginaw, Mich.) 1859-18??, 1862-04-29
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THE RAINBOW.

THE RAINBOW -
As on offset to tho hyperborran Spring, poetry
Published last week, we give the following exquisite
verer, not knowing whether they viii be in season
or out Of season, for this issue They were copied
in 1853, into the Southern literary Messenger,
Published at Richmond, Va, accompanied by an in
timation from the editor that he would feel grateful
TO any one Who would tell their authorship, We
should be ashamed thus to question the intelligence
Of our readers Is there school boy or girl in the
city, two figures age, who cannot tel who wrote
them
The evening was glorious and light thro' the trees
Play'd the sunshine, the randrops, the birds, and
the breeze;
In the lap of the year, in the beauty Of May.
For the Queen Of the spring as she passed down the
vale, Doll
Left her robe ON the trees and her breath on the
gale, s.s ga. tr1taara CHS
And the smile Of her promises gave joy to the hours,
While rank in her footsteps sprang herbago and
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The skies like banner in sunset unrolled,
Der the wost threw their splendors of azure and
gold, ...
But one cloud at distance rose dense and increased
Till its margin Of black touched the zenith and cast
We gazed on the while around us they glow'd
When vision of beauty appeared on the cloud;
Twas not like the sun, as at midday we view,
Nor the moon that rolls nightly through starlight
and blue
Like spirit it came in the van of the storm,
And the eye and the heart hailed its beautiful formi
For it looked not severe like an angel of wrath,
And its garment of brightness Humid its dark path
In the hucs Of its grandeur sublmely it stood
Der the river the village the fields and the wood
And river, fields village, and woodland grew bright
As conscious they felt and afforded delight.
Twas the Bow of omnipotenco, bent in His hand
Whose grasp, at Creation, the universe spanned;
Twas the presence of God in symbol sublime,
His vow from the flood to the exit of time.
Not dreadful, as when in the whirlwind he pleads,
When storms are his chariot, and lightnings hi.
steeds
The black clouds his banners Of vengeance unfurl'd
And the thunder his voice to gut-stricken world
In the breath Of his presence when thousands expire
And seas boil with fury, and rocks burn with fire,
When the sword and the plague spot with deatl
srew the plain,
And yulures and wolves arc the graves Of the slain
Not such was the Rainbow, that beautiful one,
Whose arch was refraction-its keystone the sun
A pavilion it seemed, which the Deity gracel,
And justice and mercy met there and embraced.
Awhile and il sweetly bent over the gloom
Like love Ger death-couch or hope DER the tomb
Then left the dark scene whence it slowly retired,
As love had just vanished, or hope bad expired.
/ gazed not alone on the source Of my song,
To all who beheld it these verses belong;
Its presence 10 all the path Of the Lord,
Each full heart expanded, grow warm and adorcd
Like visit, tho converse Of friends and a day,
That bow from my sight passed forever awhy
Like that visit that converse, that day my heart
That Bow from rcmembrnce can never depart.
IT'S picture in memory, distinctly defined
With the strong and unperishing colours of mind,
A part of my being beyond my control,
Behold on that cloud and transcribed my soul