The Texas Republican. [volume] (Marshall, Tex.) 1849-1869, 1867-11-23

could stare.
One moment, then. icing we'll contest,
She dropped the tresse,, that over the
white
Clear brow and sweet eyes csme aud
went
Like shadows blowing across the light
"a pictar~, such As the painter loves,
! said, and passed, hu. ahe woald no,
stay
Those sweet eyes staring, ~ doses,
| Held lac and hsunted ae all the day
Ono foot on the other, bare and brown
The shining fall of her dead leaf hair,
Legs AMI shonlders out Of her gown
sh. held me md haunted me, every
where
Mona Ut Fourteen is not NO
prettily drawn. Mona Sleeping +"
begins
All, never had maiden
Sach maidenly grace
Her drsam like a vail
Lieth over her face,
And tie cheek s<xf tie yiiior
IL printed ~ih lace
hate the bold moonlight
That sreads las Il dasss)
The leaves u her window
A If they wers slairs,
And plays with her desr
Little HAND uaaWarca
Then, sfler Dream. Land come
,ssrsaades, among which are acme
aAsctations ssd masy beauties. One
Of the hest ends thus
I am going down Ia Wy memory
To the klesscd long ago,
WAes ne soisse~ grosnd IF fAe batter.
cup
Pa. dasAsd riiA tAs daisiss s.or,
And I'm thinking Of all You said TO ms,
And If II we're true or no,
While | watch the tide u il runs AWAY
From the beach 20 black and low
II I should die, my love, ny sweet
Die Of yoxv swsile Joriorn,
Bury me here by The side Of the ~,
Whore all my joy VA born.
Where The waves ahall make ny lullaby,
And the winds from night ill morn
Shall s.y to the rocks lie has gone 10
sleep
Where all hi. joys wore born"
Among the "RhApsoaiss ere
some which pass tho line Of Prsta.
ness and become absard; Crasy,'
for instance which il only the At.
tenpt Of = very sane psnon to ap'
pear insane, Mona, Sick " il al old
frisnd 10 many readers, cading With
this verse
The time is weary, the year In old
The light Of the lily burns close 10 the
ipajd
The grave j. eruel, The grave 10 cold
bat the otl,er aide IL the city Of gold.
My dearest, dear little heart,
The w,rning "Ia the March
Flowerr, has these pretty vcrses
We meadow lilies, Isopard.iike,
Under the mold, ~ deep,
Crouch close and keep yoarsposted cubs
For month yet fast asleep
lis v rough and cheerlsss month, flew
err,
so heed 70 ny advice,
Else you viii wake to 20 TO sleep
With cheeks A. cold NJ ice.
We shsddsr to think Of this vol.
uns falling isto ths hssds, ~ il must,
Of the roush, burly, rsspisg critiss,
Who do tho cut aud slash for our
souswha. blosd,hirs.y public. l, is
horrible 70 .hisk Of these dainty lit
tie blossoms Ia the grip Of thsir
dick 6agsrs, to bs criticised II
IL like . violet crushed in = cheese
prsss.
Lovers Of T'snnyson will rscog-
nise, in this volume, nsay lines, or
whole xtassas, which remind them Of
tie Laureate, Foolish people will
talk about plagiarism, probably, when
thsy notice such rssemblauees, o.,
for iastsscs between Tenny sons
Soft aad Low, and the following
Low, swest and low,
Sing u the shcss q sea
And softly, sohiy, west wind, blow
Ny Lovers lore " NC;
blow and Oh ny hssrt with bl~s
A full "a Il can be.
Creep, west wind, csesp
Under the sheets, and see
Whether or bot his arms In sleep
Ar rsAehihg OFT for ns!
For II the lore u NY Invs 70 mine,
It's thus his asas will b..
So Of tbs lise:
q, iii. Of Gods good speech absssd
Many other passages are evidently
Tenn ysonian echoes Yet there is
. great deal to Be said about this sub.
jee. OF rsss~ blsncss ia poetry. Its
vastly harder to have sssss enough
to sse, that just ~ . musician has
his head full Of stssiss ffcu tAs 1ss-
tiers, and sits dovn aad extsn porisss
from " theses" making grand music
Of what 10 knows and calls only
echoes 20 . poets Assd il fall Of
things new and old, tangled togsther
almos, insxtriosbIy. II is sot over
familiarity witA rost that makss ~
initiate him il is rather lack faail.
iarity, which permits such rssssblaa.
cea .e 20 in among our own property
unrscognissd. All Ausieisss know
the airs II The great naetsrs ia ~
sic but few know thea No we'll - 70
" sble to keep the schoss Of them
out Of their own compositions.
Tho hest poem in the book Is the
last ono, /" Amer MsrrisSs." A few
verses Of it We must quose
When nsubbly hills ard hssy skiss
Proc laim The harvest done
And father wipes his brow, asd lsss
A-drsaning 10 the snn--
Asl Aly haass ~ spids. o.
~ U%489U A&seb e10s
AID gAosh Of lhsslss, Aesd asd 9oas,
Hai1s slsw alaag The air--
whsss ID = saill, sslses psrhaps
tn esieke4 uakss edo,
O. wAsa ~ 1sy- helos1 hssos ssaSs
Hsns ksio11s ~ h TWO
- .
TAsssebss ] lsevs whs will 10 psaiss
Ths ME- aaA he ~,
Gus, Iovs II m1ee, ~ svssoss1 days
on ~ ~ pear ~ hsss
~ r Ask
The sspssasios bstwoss Hssaess
sunpee ss1 ~ vils b ~ y b
vilss tAaa ~ sssaa sAss solls H.