Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1870-12-22
Poctru.
Poems by Whittier and Holme 9.

Poems BY Whittier and Holmes.
The January number OF the Atlantic Month.
| ~ has some specially noteworthy things
We give the first place to n very charming
| poem BY DIR. Oliver Wendell Holmes. which
exhibits in his very best vein OF tender. deli
cate humor n writer who Of late years favor
the public far too seldom:
DOROTHY q.
ArAMILY PORTRAIT.
Grandmother's mother. her age, l guess,
Thirteen summers. or something less,
Girish bust but womanly air,
Smooth. square forehead with uprOlled hair,
Lips that lover has never kissed.
Taper fingers and slender wrist.
Hanging sleeves Of stiff brocade,-
So they painted the little maid
On her hand pa riot green
Sits unmoving and broods serene.
Hold up the canvas full in view
Look there's a rent the light shines through,
Dark with century's q ingc OF DUST
That was Red Coais's rapier thrust!
Such Is the tale the lady old
Dorothy's daughters daughter told.
Who the painter was none may TELL
One whose best was not over well:
Hard and dry, il must be confo ssed.
Flat As a rose that has long been pressed;
Yet In her cheek the hues are bright,
Dainty colors Of red aad white;
And in her slender shape are seen
Hint and promise OF stately mien.
Look not on her with eyes of scorn.-
Dorothy Y. was lady born.
Az since the galloping Normans came.
England's annals have known her pane;
And still TO the fhree-hillcd rebel town
Dear IL that ancient names renown,
For many n civic wreath they won
The youthful sire and the gray haired son.
o Damsei Dorothy Dorothy Q.
Strange Is the gift that owe 10 YOU,
such glft a. never a King
save 10 daughter or so might bring
All my tenure Of heart and hand.
All my title to house and land;
Mother and sister and child and wife
And JOY and sorrow aud death ami life.
" hat IL = hundred years ago
Those cio>e->hut lips had an>w cred No
When forth the tremaious question came
That cost the maiden her Norman name.
And under the folds that look 30 still
l he bodice swelled with the bosoms thril'
sh Juld be |, or would II ID.
Onc-tsnih another. 10 ne-t-nihs me.
son is the breath OF u mailen's Yrs!
Not the light go>>amrr stlr> with less;
Bu. never a cable that holds last
Through all the battles Of wave and blast,
And neser an echo OF speech or song
That lives IN the babbling air 30 long.
There were tones In the voice that whispered
then
iVt map tutu.
o lady and lover. how fain, and far
our i'm 'gc. hoNer,-and mere we are,
Solid and stirring in flesh anu bone
Ed~ ard, and Dor thys-a their own,-
good. record for Time 10 show
~ syllable spoken 70 long ago.
shall bless you. Dorothy or forgive
toT tie little whisper that bade NE live.
1t shall be blessing. my little maid.
viii heal the stab Of the Ked-Coal's blade.
And fire. hen the gold Of the tarnish cd frame;
And gid with rhyme your household name;
80 You shall smile on "a, brave and bright
A. hr,t you greeted the mornings hight,
Al 1--we unLroubleu by woes aud Tears
Through eOLd youth oi hundred years
Mr. " hitter also contributes TO me number
bslisd Ia the metre Of one OF his best known
works. which W. give In full
THE SISTERS.
Annie and Rhoda, sisters twain,
Woke in the night to the sound OF rain,
The rush OF wind. the ramp and roar
vi great waves climbing rocky shore.
Annie rose up in her bed. gown white,
AMI looked out into The storm and night.
Hush. and hearAen.' she cried in fear,
''Ilearest thou nothing, sister DEAR
Il hear the sea, and pla,h Of rain.
Aud roar OF the northeast hurricane.
Get the bsck to the bed so warm,
No good comes Of watching u storm.
"What Il Is 10 thee. | lain would know.
That waves arc roaring and Wild winds blow:
No lover Of Times afloat TO mis-,
The harbor lights on night like this.
- But heard "a voice cry out my name,
Up from the sea Oh the wind II came
Twice and thrice have l heard it call.
And the voice Is the voice OF Estwick Hxllr
On her pillow the 81 ster tossed her head.
HAL of the Heron is SAFE she said.
In the tautest schooner tina, ever swan
= lie rides at anchor IN Annlsquam.
And. i'm peril from swamping sea
Or lee shore rocks, would he call on thef'
But the girl he ard only the wind and tide,
And wringins her small, white hands, she
4, cried:
| 20 Sister Rhoda, there. something wrong;
hear II again, 50 loud and long.
Annie! Annie heard it call,
And the voice is the voice OF Estwick Hall -
Upsprang the elder. with eyes anAme,
Thou Hest. He never would call thy name
III he did. would pray the wind and sea
10 keep him iorever from thee and me"'
Then out OF the sea blew dreadful blast;
| Like the cry Of a dying man it passed.
The young girl hushed on her lips groan
But through her tears strange light shone-
| The solemn JOY of her hearts release
To own ana cherish its love in peace.
| "l'earest!' she whispered, under breath.
| Lite was lie, hut tru h is death.
1.-The love hid from myself away
Shall crown me now in the light OF day.
My ears shall never TO wooer list.
| Never by lover my lips be kissed.
'.Sacred to thee am henceforh.
Thou in heavensand On eariAf'
She came and stOodhy her sisters bed:
Hall Of III. Heron is dsad" she sand.
The wind aud the waves their work hav,
/ done,
We shall see him no more beneath the sun.
Little will reck that heart OF thine.
1t loved him not with IA love like mine.
Il for his sake. were he but here.
Could hem and brolder thy bridal gear.
Though hands should tremble aud eyes b.
| wet,
Aud stitch tor stitch In my heart he set,
But now my soul with his soul wed;
Thine the living, and mine the dead!'
|
Mr.. Gray, an ingenious gentleman il
Sussex county, Delaware, invented
new. non-explOsive burning fluid, an.
invited few friends to come and wit
ness test Of its qualities. He gathere'
q select circle around barrel Of th
fluid up in the garnet, and, to prove hOy
non-explosive it was, he stirred it wit
a red-hot poker. In six seconds the in
ventOr and his friends were seen T.
emerge from the root, with trap-dOor
aud chimneys and shingles and thing
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