Delaware gazette. [volume] (Delaware, Ohio) 1855-1886, 1867-03-08
LoekaIM Han


i sound upon the 5gigie-horEa.
l 'ris the place, and a1l arouBd is, as Of old
ureary CLEANS about the mooEland flying
over LOcKsley E4all;
I,oelzs1ey Han, that in the distance over
And the hollow ocean-ridi,ses roaring into
caeaFaBts. a@
Many night frou SENDER iEied easement
Did So I5o Z On S1lis sst & o louink slowlyrto
et4e Aest- E ls
4 Many a night I saw the Pleads rising
through the mellow shade
f Glitter Ikea swarm g fiFe-fies tangled in q
silver braid.
Here about the beach I wandered, nourisIa-
4 = ing a youth sllisl3zlIe
/ with the fairy tales. Of science, and the long
result Of Time
when the centuries behind me Ike fruit
when I eiung to ali the presentfor the prom
I ise that il closeds
When I dipt into the future far as human
-, g S5ai1l,S ~ IA zvorRd ana am the
wonder that 7Tpslld be.--- --f v-#
/ In the Spring a fuller crimson comes upon
- the Robins breast; = f- s-.
4 In the Spring. the Wanton lapVFtn gets hiTsl-
self another crest
! In the spring a Iivelfer iris changes on the
In the Spring . yonng ulen's fancy lightly
! tU-Is- 10 thoughts Of love.
Then her cheek was pale and thinner than
/ should be for one 50 Young z..,l
/ And her eyes on all my motions wish p
mute observance hElng5-
And I said, aqBlys eousln Amy, speak and
speak the truth 70 me- = -rs-..--s = q
4 Trust me cousin 81 tle curreEt Of my being
I On her paiiid cheek ana forebead came a
lsAsI bave seen. .fiie rosy red flushing in the
nQrthern- night.
And she etlTBed---laeEs sllosOn1 shaken with 8
All the spirit deeply 6aFgIlifle In tae dark OF
I Saying, 81 have hid my feelings, fearing
they should do me wrong -
saying HDost thou love me, cousin ? weep
ing t'I have loved thee long"
Love took up a glass Of Time, and turned it
in MS glowing hands;
Every onlelts lightly shal1eas ran itself IN
golden sands
Love took up the harp of Life, and smOte
smote taeeord Of sell, that Trembling, pas
sed in music out Of sight
Many a morning on the mooriand did we
hear the cOpses ring,
And her whisper tlTOnged my pulses with
the fuiness Of the Spring,
Many an evening by the. waters did we
watch the stately ships
And 0ur spirits rushed together at the touch
y
/ o my cousin, shaIIow-hearted { Oh my Amy,
/ o the dreary. dTeaTy mOorIandI 0 the bar
rens barren shore!
Falser than all fancy fathoms, falser than
Puppet to fathers thFs6t, and serviIe to
shreWish tongues
Is it well to wish thee happy having known
On range ofIoWeF feelings and a narrower
/ z
yet it shah be thou shalt lower to his level
What IS are within thee growing coarse to
sympathize with clay
As the husband is, the vie is thou art ma
Aaafl1s ar6ssiIess .of his nature viii have
. r weight 70 drag fhee down. 800
EHssufii1 hold thee, when his passion shan
4 Better 5iis t t. az is os a Iittedearer
tl5 than his horses
what is this ? his eyes are heavy think not
they are glazed with Wine
Go to him: 1t Is thy duty kiss MIN take
his hand in thine
Itmav be ms. lord is BearY, that his brain
sootbe him fSl With tfiy fIner fancies. touch
him with thy lighter Thought.
He viii answer to the purpose, easy things
Better thou vert dead before me though
slew thee with my hapdf
Better thou and 7 were lying, hidden rom
the hearts s disgrace,
Rolled in one anOther's arms, and silent in
a last embrace.
Cursed be the social wants that SIN against
the strength Of y0uthf
Cursed be the social lies that warp us from
4 T the living truGh4 ~.
Cursed be the sickly forms that err from
honest Natures rule
Cursed be the gold that gilds the straitened
forehead Of the 6OOli
/
Would to (Sod-for had loved thee more
than ever wife wasAoved.
Am. mad. that I should cherish mat which
[ WIN pluck it from my bosom, though my
heaEb lDe at the rQ0ts ls E .EE
Never, though my mortal summers to such
length Of years should come -
AS the many-Wintered crow that leads the
changing roOkery home.
Where is comfort ? in division of the records
Can part her from herself, and Iovehe as
knew her; kind +?
Z remember one that perished: sWeetly did
she speak and move:
Such a one do 7 remember, whom to look at
was to love
Can think of her as dead, and love her for
No-she never loved me truly /: love is love
forevermore.
Comforts comfort seorned of deytlsl thlsis
truth the poet sings,
That a sorrows crown of sorrow is remem-
bering happier Things.
Drug thy memories, lest thou learn it, lest
thy heart be put TO PROOF,
In the dead, unhappy night, and when the
rain is on the roof
Like a dog. he hunts in dreams, and thou
art staring at the wall,
Where the dying nigllt-lanp hickers, and
the shadows rise and fall
Then a hand shall pass before thee, pointing
to his drunken Sleep
To. thy widowed neutrality-suspicious., TO the
tears that thou wilt weep
Thou shalt hear the tiNever, never" vllis-
pered by the phantom years,
And a song from out the distance in the ring
ing OF thine ears
And an eye shall vex thee, looking ancient
Turn thee, turn shee on thy pillow; get
thee to thy rest again.
Nay, but Nature brings thee solace; for a
tender voice viii cry
'Tis a purer life than thine; a lip to drain
thy trouble dry.
Baby lips will laugh me down: my latest
rival brings thee rest
Baby fingers, WaXen touches, press me from
the mothers breast.
! o, the. child too clothes the father with a
Half is thine and half is his: ie viii be
worthy Of the two.
| o, I see thee old and formal, atted to thy
petty part.
With 2, little hoard of maxims preaching
down a daughters heart.
sThey were dangerous guides the feelings
she herself was not exempt
/ Truly, she herself had suffered Perish in
thy self-contenpti
I OYerIfve .it-IoWer -yet-be happy! where
fore should i care
/ I myself must mix with action, lest wither
/ by despair.
/ What is that which should turn to, light
ing upon days like these
/ Every door is barred with gold, and opens
/ but to golden keys.
1 Every gate is thronged with suitoTs, all the
/ markets overflow.
/ I have but an angry fancy: what is that
which L should do
had been content to perish, falling on the
fOeInan' Is ground,
/ When the ranks are rolled in vnp0r, and the
winds are laid with sound.
But the jingling of the guinea helps the
/ hurt that Honor feels,
| And the nations do hut murmur, snarling at
/ each others heels.
/ Can but reliye In sadness9 I viii turn that
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