The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1867-02-27
For fhc Herasld.
Dreandland.

It is sometimes pleasing to turn
from the cares and troubles Of
life's thorny path; and luxuriate
in the fair Temple-like wales Of
Dreamland. The fanciful shadows
Of ideality, the pleasing imageries
Of revery, doat across the mind
like summer cloud, calming "the
heat oppressed brain" In fact;
the golden woof of life is woven
on fancy's loom: All the flowers
of hope group in fond clusters, in
the sequestered gIens and green
savanhas Of that fairy-Iand. Do.
you seek that fragrant flower;
love? ? It smiles there more radiant
than the rosebud Of Spring, with:
out the simeon 0fjealousy to fade
its ruddy tints. Do you kneel,,
( EBramin-hke, at the shrine of ambi:
tion-does your heart yearn fof
the idolizing adulation Of your
,fellowmen? There stands the
temple Of fame, it's Alpine summit
glittering beneath the brilliant
beams Of fancy's sun. Yes, whether
the imagination wantons amid the
balmy gardens ofthe east, or basks
in the sunlight of HOURS eyes
whether it revels in the legendary
splendor which surrounds the
name ofHarounal Raschid,, bearing
the Aladine lamp Of prosperity,
or contents itself with! the peace
full shades of the classic Arnd;
still there is subIimated pleasure
which the duh plodding Sons Of
Plutus never knew. Tell me not
Of the stern realities of ife-one
glance at the sweet, visions of
romance, is worth the lifetime
toll Of him who never scars above
the material. Such pleasures cam
not be estimated in dollars and
cents, the wealth Of Ormus or 6fr #
Inde," cannot purchase them ffoin
their possessoT:: :>,...
He boards them up as . easket
of jewels. Look at the. estimate
which age places on youthful tjoysJ
Why do we look thus 1ingeringly
at the hours of childhood, but that
around them are entwined the
golden tissues Of romance-the
moonlight walk, the first glance
Of love, the first bright 81 dream Of
awakening fancy? When age. has
slackened the elastic spring of
fancy, when the Imagination has
ceased to soar to ideal realms, then
the haggard, care-worns man viii
often lay aside the musty lore of
reason, to wander back to the
cherished, hauntS Of boyhood,
when reclining on, some favorite
knoll, or wheH lettering along
some meandering g,stream, he paint
ed with rain bow:tints; Rope's p
canvass: This is why the mind
delights to- dwell on the sweet
visions ofthe past. An eHsd has
come to the journey Of life !; the
traveller has crossed the fiery
desert, and he delights to box
back at tthe green oases, scattered /
in the waste of sand, The aged
man stands above the ruins of
life's temple, surveying the mould
ering remains, his eye frightening
as he beholds the precious gems Of
romance glittering: amid the de-
caying rubbish. The miser will
thus forget his Golfers, that weigh
as an iceberg On his heart, and
feel a moments warmth, as he /:
lifts the veil and gazes at, the
sunny hours of the past: That
look, like a spring-sufl, cali into
life again the faded flowers of
years '1ang syne'' ~
The lawyer too, Will steal away
from the cares of Office life, and,
regardless of his duties, become
again a loiterer in the paths of
youth. The stars will look down,
and smile on him; the blue sky
bend again lovingly above, and the
morning sun come rejoicing in
the east" Thus all find old joys
become new: the golden visions
of romantic youth, pass in review
before the mental eye, and cheer
the dropping spirit. +:
Therefore, stint not the growth
of fancy. Use the pruning-hook
Of reason, that it may not grow to
wild luxuriance but as long as it
is pure and chaste, let it be free.
and unfettered as air. Chill it