New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1862-09-20

Quite unused TO he great salt fea quite AFRAID enH
unwilling.
Ere she had spoken two words, had Phllip rcieaseo
her fingers:
As she on, he recoiled, fell back, and sncek,
and shivered;
There he stood, looking pale and ghastly; when she
had ended,
Answering in hollow voice,
Il is true; oh quito true, Elspie;
Oh, yon are always right oh, what, what have
been doner
will depart tomorrow. But oh, forget me not
wholly,
Wholly, Elspie, nor hate NE, no, do not hate me,
my Elspie
But a Revision passed through the brain and
bosom of Elspie,
And The 90. up FROM her seat Oh the rock putting by
her knitting;
Went to him, where be stood, and answered:
No, Mr.. Philip,
No, yoq are good, Mr.. Philip, and gentle; and am
the foolish;
No, Mr.. Philip, forgive me; an.
Took up his hand and placed 1t in hers he daring 10
movement;
Took up the cold hanging hand, up forcing the heavy
elbow.
am afraid, ate said, but / will and kissed the
fingers.
And he fell on his knees and kissed her own pas,
counting.
BR a revulion wrought in the brain and bosom OF
ElsIe
And the passion che just had compared to the vehe-
uent ocean,
Urging in high springtide ts masterful way through
the mountains,
Forcing aud ioodiog the silvery stream, as it runs
from the inland;
That great power Withdrawn, receding mere ana
passive,
Felt ale in myriad springs, her sources, far IN the
mountains,
Stirring. collecting, rising, upbeaving forth.oat-
flowing, go
Taking ard oiring right welcome, that delicate rill
IN the valley,
Filling il, making II strong, and still descending,
seeking,
With blind iorefeeling descending ever, aud GEEK
ing,
With delicious forefeeling, the great still eea be-
fore 1T
There deep into it, far to carry and lose in lts bosom,
Waters hat still IRON their sources cXhau,tess are
fam 10 be ADDED.
| IA lie was kissing her fingers, and knelt on the
ground before her,
Yielding backward she sank to her seat, and Of what
she was doing,
Ignorant, bewiIdereJ, in sweet mrltitudlnous vague
emotion,
STOPPING knowing not what put her lips to the hair
on bis forehead
Aud Philip rairng himsef gently, for the rst time,
Passing his arms close close, EMBODIED her. close to
hI- bosom.
Ar they wen, home by tue moon, Forgive me,
Pilip, she whispered
have 80 many things 10 think Of, all of sudden
| who had never thought thing,-in my igno-
rant Highlands
The smaller pieces in this volume are remarka-
BILE for their deep vein OF reflection, usually pen
siye sometimes sad, as the ut.erance of a thinker
v no has been bafled in his attempt TO fathom the
mysteries of life and the universe. The express
ion of Joy, welllpg up from tue depths OF heart
that has ceased 10 struggle with fate, is indeed
rare. But though dwelling on the more somber
aspects of human experience, these poems reveal
no faint of morbid feeling. Nothing ehemnatc,
nothing qucrulous, nothing Respondent impair'
their natural strength. II not attractive by O
cheerful cooring they show bold and resolute,
as well as earnest spirit. Many Of them are
wcighty with suggestions Of profoundest wisdom,
conveyed beneath vail "a delicate irony, or Of
subtle alusion. Not few exhibit genllke ac-
curacy u finish, betraying the eye aud the hand
of the genuine artist The following is not with
out the dainty sweetness" of melancholy.
Nv wind il turned 20 bitter north
That was aoit south BEFORE
Nv sky, that rhone 70 eul ny bright,
With tony gloom /. olOuded Ger:
Nv gay green leaves are yello~-back,
uJon the dank sutumnal 'loori
For love, departed once, comes back
No more again, no more.
A roohess ruin lies my home,
For winds to blow aud rams to pour
One frosty neht beielI, and To-
find my summer days are Ger:
The heart bereaycd, OF why and how
Unknowing knows that yet before
1t had what cen TO Memory now
Returns no more, no more.
A little poem very characteristic of the curious
blending Of hope with doubt which was the domi-
mint tone of the authors mind is the following:
S,me future day, when whit is now is not,
When all old faults and iollles are forgot,
And thoughts Of difference passed Ike dreams away,
We II meet again, upon some future day.
When all tina. hndcred, all that vexed our love,
The ia l. rank weeds that olou.b the blade above,
Aud all but it has yielded 10 decay,
We II meet again, upon some future day
When we have proved each on his course alone.
The wider world, aud learnt what . now unknown,
Have made life clear, and worked out each u way,
We II meet again,-we shall have much 10 cay.
With happier mood, and feelings born anew,
Our boyhood's bygone fancles we ii review,
Talk Der old talk, play AS we nsed TO play.
And meet again, on many future day.
Some day, which Oft hearts shall yearn to see,
Ia zone Tar year, though distant yet TO be,
Shall we ndoed-ye winds and waters, sayl-
Nee. yet again, upon some future day.
We subjoln another in the same strain:
Where lies the land to which the ship would gol
Far. far ahead, ia all her scamen know,
And where the land she travels FRONT Away,
Far, tar behind, ID all that they can say.
On sunny moons upon the decks smooth face,
Linked arm in arm, how pleasant here to pacel
Or. DER tie stern reclining, watch below
The foamng wake far widening IA we 80.