The Opelousas journal. [volume] (Opelousas, La.) 1868-1878, 1870-12-10

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In my bosom caressed it;
Still it pierced my heart, and reveied
In the palpitating gore.
7 grew mad the crowning fancles
Black weeds they-not blooming pansles'
Made me think the bird spirit.
Bird, cried, be bird no more:
Take shape--be man, be devil;
BE snake: rise in thy revel!
From thy banquet rise-be human
have seen thee oft before, ~ ....'
Thou art bird, but something more.
Tapping, tapping, striking deeper,
Ropsing pain, my body's keeper,
Thou hast oft ere while soughtsentrance
At the hearts great palace door,
Leave me, leave me, gloomy demon. F.'
Fiend or spirit, most inhuman;
Strike me through, but FIRST unveiling,
- Let me scan thee DER and Ger s.a-..r
Thou art bird, but something more.
Still with sable pinions tapping,
The great raven tapping. tapping, ..fF
Struck into my breast his talons,
Vast his wings outspread. and DER
All my nature cast pallor,
But strove, with dying .valor, .a. .--
With the poignard of repulsion,
Striking through the form it wore
OF bird, and something more.
Oh thou huge internal Raven.
Image that Hells King hath given, -
Image growing more gigantic,
Nursed beyond the Stygian shore
Leave me, leave me, beseech thee,
Iwould not of wrong impeach thee;
cried madly, then earth opened,
With brazen earthquake roar.
Downward, downward, circling, speeding,
erlrs of anguish still unheeding
Striking through me with his talons,
Still the Raven shape he bore.
Unto Erebus we drifted.
His huge wings by thunder lifted.
Beat 'cainst drifts Of white famed lightning
Sprinkled red with human gore.
Twas bird, but demon more.
I'm no bird 5aan angel bFethcr,'
A bright spirit and none other,
/ have waited, blissfnl tended @a
Thee for thirty years and more.
In thy wild, Elusive nedness
In thy blight, disease and sadness,
have sounded, tapping, tapping, ~
AT thysspirit's. Eden door. s.s.ss,3ssss
Not d bird, bat angel more. '''
In my Palmyrenian splendor. &3S I
In Zenobian regnance tender, {
More than Roman thought Aurelian
Were the kingly name ! bore, a
have left my angel palace, 80.
Dropping in thy sorrows chalce
Consolation oh twas blessed, ss,.-
Sweet thy pillow to bend DER,
Not bird loves angel more. sr.sB
Shining down with light Eiysian
Through the pearly gate OF vision.
On thy tra.,ced soul lighted fancy.
When across thy chamber floor,
Fell the spirit moonlight laden. s@
Laden with soft dews from Aidenn, ~
Shaken downward. still Nepenthe
Drunk by dreaming bards of yore. e-s.
Ended is life's mocking fever
Where through citron groves forever
Blow the spice winds. and the love birds
Tell their rapture o'er and DER.
From earth's hell by Afrits haunted, n
From it's evil disenchanted.
] have borne thee.s gaze upon me.
Didst thou see ule ne'er before
Then awakened, IL to waken
Be to dwell by grief fofsaken,
With the God who dsyelt with angels a<
/ i In the shining age If yore s,@
And I stood Sublime, victorious,
While below lay: earth with glorious IS
Realms of angels shining eat e
Crown like on her temples evormore,
Not ON earth, an Eden more. y III
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Earth, I.cried, thy clouds are shadows A.
From the Asphodelian meadows
Ofthe sky-world floating downward,
Early rains that from them pour.
Loves own heaven thy mother bore the
And the Father God bends DER thee,
IT'S his band that crowns thy forehead,
Thou shalt live forever more 81.
| Not on Earth, an Eden more. =
As gem has many gieamings,
And a day hath many beamings. ~
/ And q garden many roses
| Thrilled with sweetness to the core,
| So the soul hath many ages. y
And the lifs.s book many pages. +.
| But. the hearts great gospel opens
v. Where the Seraphins adore,
Not on earth, an Eden more
| Il. will write u book hereafter,
L Cheerfui 10 u baby 8 laughter .s'
7 When It's mothers breast Ger leans il = !.
On the sainted spirit shore,
| Like Apollo, thc far data,
1.-the poet and the martyr,
i Will chant peaass Of soul music
/ THAT shall live fofevermore.
Not friend, q brother more
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