Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1871-01-25


Around their feet. Yet When the storn-winds rise
Upon Taeonis's tops, tia faFcst shakes
It's tough with rage. and answers 10 their roar.
Thss howl the brAohes, Iike the snxry gale,
Amid the oordAge Of frisAie, tall,
Stranded on rOeks, OF Ike the oceans moan,
When, dashed BY unrelentihg povers, Il cries
In vain loF mercy.
Better /, the mood
or thsse domestic pines when nature Is
In symtA Athy with man. Ia April-dAys
They give protection % the early noWsrs
Then hastss the livervort-n0t waitlngfor
Its ieaves-to cast its tender purple buds
Into the melting ostprnts Of the snow.
That nov retlrys for shelter TO the woods
The wild ansmone, and DAyhover soon
Succeed and violsts, that spread their tents
or yellow or Of blue in sheltered spots;
And oOlumblnes. that hang their scarlet bells
Above the rocks, n call the fAiries home,
when at it, iuii, the moon transforms the groves
To realms Of tiny tournament, and dance,
And rcvelry. Throughout the year, the flowers,
To quick succession coming, al the air
With changing eolors, and with varied scents,
Until the yellow needles Of the pines,
Fal ling in autumn, make the grassy earth
As tawny as the Afric lions hide.
But sweeter lie the perfume Of the trees
Than Of the flowers that bloom beneath.
When summer suns shine on them after showers
Their breath 10 resnous. The invalid
snuIs from aiar It's balm, as in the woods
0fdistant Caroline or Florida,
Where stricken exiles go, each year, to die,
And carry, boon 10 heaven, the scent
OF southern pines.
Pair are these hi lside paths,
Whittier one goes to cast the fly for trout
In the ear stream tina. through the meadow glides
Or hunt for whrring partridge in the woodi
Or climb the easy way where, in old time,
Lord Amherst led ten thousand men so aght
The French In Canada; or, down the vale,
Stroll whore the Indian warriors built their mounds
And laid brave Umpaehenis bones,
And Konkepots.
More distant scenes invite
To urge tho steeds thro' meads with clover blown
Or eorn-felds purple-tipt, to leafy woods,
Rhere calls the waterfall to come or nights,
Whereon the eye enchanted looks e'er wales,
And lakes, and streams, and intermingling hills.
In spots like these, on Dome, or Monument
Between the Lakes or where the river Green
/ Llhe iNOlbcH lhNs v VI poN Va JS"NAS A""si
And sands Of gold-I love to idly waste
The summer-day in converse sweet Of friends,
With laugh Of childhood joined, and bark Of dogs,
And merry lads and lassies crowned with leaves,
While frugal fare is spread upon the ground,
And sparkling cups enlyon all. Nor does
The winter fail to bring domestic joys, and
Pleasures CT the mind, when hearthstons blaze, an
Books from we ed shelves the thoughts transport
Beyond Taconies ridge, and winters bounds
Here do | live content; nor oft incline
To taste the pleasures Of the distant town,
Save when Affairs, or larger store Of books,
Or friendships claim, my halting footsteps draw.
For here unhindered, l can mediate
The noblest themes; reading the open book
OF life, and Natures pages, turned each year
BY the revolving months; searching what truths
Concerning l.sman life and destiny
Are by the rolling seasons taught to man.
Here best learn that life is good, not I'LL
That time is lonS not short and happiness,
If rightly sought, by every man isfound.
Long are Gods years, and slow His steps Of love'
Yet does lie look with more regard than none
OF all Ills stars, than ON this shining orb.
Where + sparrew falls without His heed;
Nor raven cries for food, unheard, and lambs,
Though brute, are folded in His arms, as re
The cherubim. Surely, no truer love
Awaits the saint in heaven than guides him here.
No nobler aim his soul can ever fire
Than his own good, and others veal on earth.
Complete, indeed, is no mans happiness
For souls created rise from higher joys
To higher. Progress there is in every life
That's led Alright, and in humanity.
As chaos, undeveloped, finds Its type
In winters reign, when nature lies eutranced
So bursting spring is emblem of the time
That infant man. as yet, on earth has lived
Our race is in its bud, and tender leaf;
The summer-hea ii has not felt nor shown
Its hlower--much less, has yielded golden fruit,
And sent its harvests home. Childish is all
Our wisdom still and child-like is eur faith.
But knowledge shall increase, as age to age
succeeds. New arts will rise; and none be lost.
y With lapse OF time viii science better learn
To scan the laws of life, and nature force
To yield her sccrots up, and turn to use;
Till reason rule the world it eomprehends.
Then chains, and wrongs, on earth, shall be extin
As monsters since the food. The nations fallen
Will rise once more; and Greece and Egypt bull
Aagan their temples better gods to serve.
Fen Africs tawny head, upon that mount
OF time, shall SHINE transfguredi while the isle
OF ocean round Goat linked in equal love.