Middletown transcript., 1869-02-20

The world is full of Music, everywhere
Throughout the vast extent of Natures realm
From Artic and Antarctic waters that wear
Eternal solitude, and overwhelm
With dark, profoundest winter prov and helm
Of this huge ship of Earth, Ito where the sun
Stoops from his throne to kiss the graceful elm,
The royal oak and cypress over-run
With equatorial bloom since being was begun
From every ocean grotto cave and cell,
And wave-girt island of the trackless sea-
Where Ferris, Sea-nymphs, Mermaids love to
dwell
And meet on golden shores for revelry;
Where, it is said, are strange divinities
In pearly palaces all spangled DER
With gems of soft and purest brilliancy,
From coral rafters to the shelly floor,
By Ceylon's coasts or stormy Labrador
From every oriental plain and vale,
And balmny shore inviting to repose,
Where cCada and freely ever pale
The Gyried heavens with tiamo that brighter
giows;
And am rous bulbus warble to the rose;
While the whitc-throatcd nightingale makes free
To deluge Night with melody that flows
In strains unrival'd whilst DER land and sea,
Enchantment reigns supreme, DER all the Deity
From all those old primeval lands that lie
In antique grandure near the bed of State,
Where, rising from his royal couch on high,
The Day God meets the worshippers that wait
To do him homage,-to the golden gate
Hung on cerulean hinges of the West,
That swings wide open like the doors of Fate,
To hail the advent of the weary guest
Then shuts the dark ming portals DER the Mon
arch's rest-
From bleak Siberia's eternal SHOWS,
To steppes uplcaping from the Asian shore
Of stormy Euxine, foamy with its throes -
From soft Italia rich in classic lore,
And richer still her soil in patriot gore
By king and priest-craft shcd-) from her fair
plains,
To where the mighty Amazon rolls Ger
A continent its floods to reach the main,
For trade-winds to lap up and weep on earth
again
From Forests tecming with redundant life,
Balmy, luxurant, ever moist with spray
And mountain peaks forever hid from strife
With which the nations curse the blessed day -
From regions unexplored and far away
Deep in the tortuous bowels of the earth
Where giants wrestle, til her shade of clay
Tremblcs and heaves with their Titanic mirth
In those that give Maelstrom or Yesuvius birth
From where the wild Atlaptic grandly rolls
Majestic sub-bass from his wat'ry throne,
To bid the mighty diapason bowl
Along the vaulted arch and silver dome
Of Natures grand cathedral answering home,
The blue Pacific meets the organ peal
With its subdued accordant barytone,
Whilst beast, bird, inscct-all Earihs creatures
feel
Upon their senses quick the inspiration steal
Oil there is music in the signing wind,
In murmurng streams that brightly leap and play
In whisprin zephyrs creeping round to find
Each open chasement at the shut of day: =
And when old Autumn shyly shrinks away
Before young Winters brusque and ruddy gage,
We wish her melancholy strains would stay
And lipger with her mellow Indian days,
Her music-rustling leaves and skies of dreamy
haze
How exquisite the first weak, plaintive wall,
Caught up in joy by the young mothers car
How heaves the warriors breast to hear the hail
OF victry won, and glory's deaf ming cheer
How sweet the melting language of tcarl
The heavenly eloquence of simple prayer
The long remembered tones embalmed and dear
Of loved ones .ound our hearth-stones, bright
a:.d fair,
Our darling household lights, by death extin-
guishcd there
From ev'ry nook and spot where Nature holds
Dominion of the air, or land, or sea,
While she unto her chidren's ears unfold
Her exquisite, unwritten minstrelsy:
Ten thousand strings attend to harmony,
Forever quiring TO the vocal throng
That ceaslcss hymn their praise of Deity,
Sweet symphonies will yibrate all along
The everlasting score of Anthem and of Scngl
Odessa, Feb. 1869.