The New Orleans crescent. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1866-1869, 1868-08-23
RxCERPrs ON LOvB. FROM ME- NOTE
~ BOOK.
Per she rooli,h Rssssr, Of he crssesat.l

l rally collated all the pretty, glowing thoughts
| that met with Of others who were devotees OF
MS shrine. Finding the world still as verdsnt as
" old, and ss many who wish. mothlike to SINCE
heir wings In his burning torch, uumndful of the
i solemn warnings Of those who, like myself, have
not only singed their wings, but burnt them clean
OF, and found Il all vanity vanity, and vexstion
| Of spirit, thought perhaps q few excerpts from
my collation. would please those still enough In
the green goslin state TO fancy sweet things; and
here they are, not bad COLLATION., fancy, though
showing how excessively green I've been myself !;
I'm more sensible now:
at is fearful thing
To love % love thee; to feel the world,
The bright, joy giving world,
blank without thee; never more TO me
Can hope. joy, fear wear different seeming.
Now have no hope that does not tr cam for thee;
| have no Joy that IL not shared BY thee.
have no fear that does not fear for thee"
"There's not an hour
or day or dreaming nights bat am with thee;
There's not IA wind but whispers Of thy name;
There's not . flower that sleeps beneath the moon,
But in its hues or fragrance tells tale Of thee"
"Dear art thou to me now as in that hour
When first loves wave Of feeling, sprsy-lke
broke
Into bright utterance, and We said we loved"
"I love thee, oh, love thse!-whAt more
would'st have me sayi
Thou art my vision Of the night, my idol
through the day;
The stay on which my spirit leans when earth
around grows dark;
The bow of promise to my hope, the dove unto
my ark.
The tagging hours seem leadened winged when
severed from thy side
But shared by thee, unnoted all, how rapidly
they glide
1 love thee, oh, love thee but words are vain
and weak
To tell with what imprisoned truth, unless nv
my heart could speak.
love thee, oh, love thee how passing dear
thou art,
Is an old tale so often told, thou hast IL all by
heart"
" II was new life-the earth, the sky, seemed to
grow farsr for thy sake"
" Thou reign'st supreme, love, in my heart, DER
every secret thought;
Thou cAn'st not find the smallest part where
thou Abidest net;
AL blest emotions, every sense, are consecrate
Would that affection so intense but filed thy
heart for me-"
Tell him for years I've never nursed thought
That was not his tell him, even now, that
would rather share
His lowliest lot-walk by his side, an outcast-
Work for him, beg with him-live upon the
light
OF one kind smile from him than wear q
crown"
From memory's page, the hand Of death alone
thy name shall blot;
Forget forsake me, If thou wilt, thou'lt never
be forgot"
" Forever thine, whate'er this heart betide: for.
ever thine, where'er thy lot be cast;
Stern fate may rob me of all else beside so she
but leaves thy love till life be passed.
Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return
from following after thee for whittier thou goest
will go, and where thou lodgest, will lodge
thy people shall be my people, and thy God my
nd VII diaat will dfa
be buried, and the Lord do so to me, and more
Also II aught but death part me and thes.n
"Set me as . seal upon thy heart, as a seal
upon thine arm for love il strong as DEATH zeal
ousy IL cruel as the grave the Goals thereof are
Goals Of fire, which hath most vehement flame.
Many waters cannot quench love. neither can the
floods drown il. II man would give all the sub
stance Of his house for love, 1t would be utterly
condemned"
" Though brimmed with blessings pure and rare,
LIES cup before me lay;
Unless thy love were mingled there, I'd spurn
the draught away"
my heart is in thy clasp, oh do not crush II
as wsnton plaything or an idle flower"
Thou art all mine own; for like an angels bless.
ing
slumber her wool of dreams hath DER thee
In dreams dost thou not feel my lips to thine own
pressing!
are DOT mine arms entWlned within thine own! |
Ali blessed sleep too might share it only,
Thou art not here, and am more than lonely" |
" There's not q word thy lips have breathed, q |
look thine eyes have given
That Is not shined within my heart like dream |
of heaven"
Il tell you love him dearly, and he loves me |
well | know
1t seems as il could nearly eat him up, love
him so."
"Ifeel
That on the fountain Of my heart a seal
Is set TO keep its waters pure and bright
For thee"
Aye thine, forever thine, my life
Is one unkroken dream Of thee"
Scarce to God above
With deeper trust and stronger love,
No human heart was ever lent, no human knee |
was ever bent,
Than before human shrine, as mortal and as
frail as mine;
With heart, and soul, and mind, and form, knelt |
madly TO fellow worm"
:" Ny task is done, my song hath ceased my theme
Has died into an echo-it is fit
The torch shall be extingushed which hath lit |
My mid night lsmp-snd what is writ is writ" /