The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1868-09-25

In sweet spot which Wisdom chose,
Grew unique and lovely Rose.
A flower SO lair was seldom born
A Rose almost without q thorn.
Each passing strapgsr-stopped to view
a plant possessing charms so new.
nor less the owner pleased than they;
Rear'd by his hand with constant care,
And planted in his choice pdTteTTe:
OF ali his garden kbfS the pride,
No flower SO much admired beside. u.
Nor did the Rose unconscious bloom, ~
Nor feel ungrateiul for the boon:
OF, as the gard 'ner passed that way,
Whether at dawn or eve OF day,
Expanded wide, her form unveiled:
A double fragrance then eXhaled.
As months 81; rolrd on. the spring ,appear'd,
Forth from tls roots shoot extends
And dote7t the parent rose tree bends,
And with Joy unknown before, = 3.
ContempIates ) ct the unformid flower.
Onsprlng most dear she fondly said,
Part Of myself beneath my shade
Safe shalt thou rise, whilst happy 1,
Transported with maternal 10Y, - .yrf.fs
shall see Lhy little bud appear,
Unfold and bloom in beauty here.
or hyacint6 no longer al SCI
The space around me, all shall be
AbundRntly made up in thee.
What though my present charms decay,
And passing strangers no more say
OF me, Sweet hoWer,R vet thon shalt raisa
And this HeVerbrated treasure
Shall be 10 me a world OF pleasure
Cheerful III part with former merit
That Il, my darling, Hidy inherit.
Haste L y the nouns that bid thee bloom,
Thus had the Rose Tree scarcely spoIsen
Ere the sweet cup OF bliss was broken,
The gardner came, and with one SfToEe
He from the root The offspring took
Tore from the soil wherein II grew,
And hid It from the parents View.
Deep IrdS Lte t1OtrTd nor slight the pain
Which made the Hose tree thus Complain:
Dear llfle darltno art ttou gomez
Thy charms scarce 10 EIlU mother Enogy.
Wat hast thou doTlef dear QDSpTfn0 say!
so early 10 be snAtched away
What! gone forever, seen NO more?
foTeUeT Lhe loss depLOTe.
Re dSi1S desGiTId, tUtLh tears Supply
Or rather come some Northern bI1tsk
OtSS0tUe my yteldtH0 roots in haste
b Rhlrt9lnds aflle my branches tear
huT rom thtS 2oet IDTeLched mother
since frutt anu JOYS are gone together.
AS thus the anguished rose tree cried.
Her owner near her she espied,
Who in these gentle terms reproyed
A plant though murmuring still beloved:
And let this lesson make thee IpiSs,
Art thou not mine? did not my hand 7
Transplant thee from The barren sand,
Exposed TO injury and want?
Unknown anu unRdmired, i found
Anu drought thee 10 this hrtie ground;
With curious art improved thy form
Secured thee rom the Indictment storm
And through the seasons OF the wear
Made thee my unRbaIInR care.
Hast thou not blest Thy happy lot
In such an owner, such O spoI?
But notU because thy shoot I'Us taken.
The best of friends must be JorSdkeIi,
No, flower belov'd, in this a1fiicIion
Shall prove to thee a benedictfon
Had I not the young plant Tenoped
so Iondly by thy heart beloved
Thy heart Of me would scarce have Thought
With gratitude no more berfrnneht
Yea, time oIDg beauty be al SAKE
SuTTeHderedJ0 T ny cUSpTi1 sake,
Nor, think that tnou shalt alPayR ba anart
From the dear darling OF LIU hedTi
For It's my purpose thee 70 bear
In future time and plant thee thera
Where now thy absent Offspring grows D. b.
and Blossoms a celestial Ross
Be patient Till that set hour shall come, +,
When thou Gad thine shall in new beauty
No more us absence shalt thou then deplore
Together grow, and ne'er be parted more
These words TO silence hushed the plaintiye
With deeper reddtning bushes as she CLOVIS,
Submissive how'd her unIepIninR head
Again her wOnted fragrance shed,
Ind cried, Saying, only tOhdI'S thfle Dun
Therefore thy t0tltIny Lord, not mine, be done.