Clarksville weekly chronicle. [volume] (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1865-1867, 1866-08-03
For the Chronicle.
GENII OF THE "WEED.n
BY JULIUS.

ne tnat d0tn not smoke, natn eitner kuoW u
no great grief, or else refuseth himself
the softest consolation next to that which
comes from Heaven.--BULwER.
What La cigarl Most happy chance;
And, as live, true Havana
Rare, in these days. as knightso romance,
Or truth, or love, or holy mama.
Oh, rarei oh, rarel Some fairy, surely
Some fern-crowned elm, curious, purely,
To view my gliru, and see what mortal
Kept watch 50 late, hath passed my portal
Hath entered at my chamber door,
Flung. wide unto the sultry night
And reading, like page, my hearts red
core, BE- ytrW
Hath pitied me. "Unhappy wightP
Thus murmuring in my earl, "erplorc,
Unroll yon old, forgotten scroll,
Yon musty manuscript and dim
Yon quire or two Of fools-cap on your mantel;
Moth-haunted rhymes Of muse infantile,
Invoked to please fare Cressid's whim;
Alas the day but now no matter
Take down the scroll, unroll, behold:
A Midas with the touch of gold
A Rosicrucian who will scatter
To the winds thy sorrows manifold;
Blot out the Past, and gild thy morrows
With all the hues which Hope still borrows
From Fancy's wlng:--Adieu Ny star
Sets in the vest must be far
Ere Morning streaks the east again,
Take down the scroll, forget thy painr'
So spake the fay; at least, such rhyme
Ran through my thoughts irrelevant;
For was thinking, at the time, aisa
OF other things more pertinent
To my despair than old love scrolls,
Or any lady light-o'-love tina; lives; ,.sI
Was thinking of the easy roles, isDrsa
And elegant which Fortune gives
Her favorites in this world ofours; 4
And Of the hard, hard parts to play
Assigned to some, with feeble powers,
Aud no vocation for tue cast - E.ge,e
Of Mammon, and the fattering flowers, Z
The sweet perfumes, which throng the way
Where Cresus walks its sharp contrast
The we'll bred paupers path through thistles
Which prick him to the hearts proud BLOOD
Each step he takes, e'cn while he whistles
In wretched counterfeit of careless mood
My oUn scant purse and Sybari,e nature,
A will mere rish, despairing of the way;
A past, present, and future,
Each darker than the other, like the morning
Even and night Of some dark day,
Which hath nor e'er shall know a dawning
But what II hast deserved no better2
Small comfort Dame2 rest your debtor
For pondering that, full of, through wit
You gave me at my natal hour.
And yet not grateful? Not whit
Thou blind old harridani Such dover,
Alone, is worse than naught--s curse
Upon the heart from out the brain,
Informing it Of dull remorsc,
Chagrin and prophecy of pain. iI
But III not bandy words with thee;
Begone! owe thee naught Of love;
Not even this small favor Seei t..
The dusky little Prince shall shove
Thee from the stool awhile! usurp
Thy scepter and thy throne, extirp
The bailiffs Of thy nod, and reign
Utopan through thy wide domain!
oh, rare oh, rare Oh, sweetheart fairy
'Gll hallov thee for this thy deedr'
But wing II swiftly now--be wary
OF fierce Fortuna and the need,
The price to thee, of this enchanted toy,
And stepping in, diaphanous, between
Her darling victim and her spleen,
Even for one brief hour of joy!
And such its minister Curious
Wonderful-strange exceeding belief
; A tropic-(i ar. not spurious)-
A torrid, equatorial leaf, rsf
With all the genii of Alladins lamp
Imprisoned in thy tiny spanl ffk
. Butrll release them from thy cramp--
This match my key; their wings shall fan,
This hour, the farthest airs of space,
To bear my charmed spirit hence, 1881
Or fetch me, where sit, the face
Of all that's beautiful; the sense
Of power, of fame of love, of liberty
That part of each refined of tears,
: The Elysian touch Of Immortality
Itself--the music of the spheresl
All, all of earth, aud as much Of Heaven
AS e'er to being of clay was given.
Puff-whiff-and with odorous signs,
They issue forth; unseen as yet
Unshaped and bodiless unborn of eyes
. Still doubling, and too sternly set
On gross reality mere wreathes
J. OF smoke they seem-no more; but wait :
Already through my being breathes
: The wizard spcll; my thoughts dilate;
4 Some subtle essence of delight
I. Steals vaguely through my fevcrcd veins
Delicious from the westward night
A sudden zephyr, fleeing ifom far-of rains,
Plays wanton on my cheek and hair;
A hum, as 'twere of Hyblan bees,
a. Or coral workers in Oriental seas,
Sounds in my ears the low, sweet air
> OF gathering joys; my eyelids droop,
My lips dspart, a languor, as Of trance,
Crecps DER my framei the vapors stoop
], Aud thicken round me; through them glanc
Like fre-fiies in cleaning mist,
|, myriad shifting lights-now here, nc