The weekly pioneer and Democrat. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. Territory) 1855-1865, 1865-01-20

And for moment paused, filled with amaze.
Then on from mossy stone to stone he few,
And lightly bounding to her presence came,
Where kneeling on one knee, with outstretched
arms,
He to the goddess urged his warm request.
.'Oh thou whose beauty floods this tranquil vale
With noon-day splendor. goddess, 81 ch thou art.
Have pity queen, and hearken to my prayer!
For /, Hippomenes, thy servant here,
Love ATLANTA, whom 1asion placed
A babe upon the mountains, to the winds
A cruel sport. She suckled by bear
In stature grew, and strength, and beauty,
The faIlow deer, and twauged the berbed reed
To Its swim goal, and from the Argonaus
Won victory In the Calydonian hunt
She In clear confidence of active strength,
On the arena throws the gauntlet down,
That every sultor for her maiden charms
May test bis speed In wooing. He who Wins
To wear her - Jewel he who falls %
Falls stricken to the heart BY her lercs darts.
Oh goddess heaiken stoop In pity down
To my desire, for II fail die;
But II / conquer, gratitude shall flow
As an unfailing river unto death
To drown thy kindness in flood Of thanks,
And overwhe1m thee with its weight Of love.
"Once moro Oh goddess of the Cyprian isle!
Divinely beautiful, In whose dark eyes
Sunused, Of star-like lustre discern
Ny fate dim -shadOwed, as within lake
Whose Quivering surface answers to the breeEe,
On thee call while low on Bonded knee,
Within the populous presence of these pines
Crowding the crngs, sullen multitude,
Throned in white silence haunt the utmost
skies, - "
here record my voluntary Wv.
Listen oh! queen. On the preclpltous cliffs
OF desolate scyros, whence the cormornut
wings .. 81.
Its hungry flight to dizzy attitudes
Above the bones that bleach upon the rocks,
And the rains beat on will raise to thee
A temple set In solitary state
Between the breakers and the sapphire skies,
And blown upon by every breeze that pipes
Down the blue pillows of the Rgean Sea-"
Then on Hippomenes the GOODIES. bent
The perfect crescent Of her queenly brow,
Sho0k her disheyelled locks, smbrosial, dark.
And with smile where pity mixed with grief
She Borrowing spake.
~ little thought within
This quiet vale where the slow hours creep
Suail-iike In ehadow, and the jarring din
OF the discordant world In silence dies.
My solitary sorrow to confront
With thine, and darken sadness with despair.
Yet my miserable state thee moves,
Made manifest by my disorlered train
And unaccustomed countenance, still know
The sorruws Of the gods are not assuaged
BY pity, though they draw tears from the flow
ers
And loose The heavens to weep; but must work
Their .cousummation through the tagging
hours
For patience brings deliverance, and the bar.
Rust by delay. Ny loved Adonis' tate
So strangely moved me, that my loud lament
Called Echo from her cave, and every rock
Redoubled my complaint. But the edge o
Is worn by use, and II the shining state
launt so bravely tannts coward heart.
Still be assured that / can conquer grief,
Though grief be mailed in complete metal
Like Joye with terrible lightnings."
Then she ceased,
And from easkes wrought of iorid gold
And starred with gems, her tapering fingers
Three golden apples of those orchards famed
In the Hesperides; at once flung out
a milk-white arm. and tossed the shining balls
Unto Hippomenes. and bade him cast
Them down upon the stadium one by one,
That Atalanta dazzled to her tate
Might stoop from the conquest She spake and
turned. :
In circling flight above the narrow vale,
O'ertopped the tallest pines, and stretched
their wings
Revond the snowy summit of the mount,
TIL their straightforward course they south
And the swift chariot Glove the crystal air.