Smyrna times., 1871-11-01
POeZrY.
THE LOVERS LAST MEETING,

went Der the sleeping flowers no uiurmured sound
from Natures harp of many voices rose
Upon the deep and strange serenity
Oi the lone death of day. The lovers met
In the sweet silence of that holy eve
Once more upon the old. familiar spot
vi love 9 dear tryst. Dark months had passed away
Since they had gazed together OH the scene
vi deepest keenest raptures. That young girl
Even In hsr glrihoods ripening flush, seemed old
ana worn In soul. Her pale and whitening check
Told to the heart the tale of manv wild,
Fierce struggle, of spirit unsubdued
Her dark eye cleaned with the intensity
VI strange unspoken greis. and in their calm,
Mysterious hxedness, there seemed a high,
Ana deep and stern resolve. as though her heart
vi iron pride might never quail beneath
Lille herces storms. Yet when she turned thosa orb,
To his, a gentle melancholy smile
Played round their lids and quverinR tear drops hung
Like the bright gems Of dewy morning Ger
me oark and stormy depths. And he on whom
Her glance of love fell. piercing his deep soul
His soul of strong and manly daring stood
All tearfully beside her, and his arm
Around her slender form was wildly hung
Loves living, burning cestus. and her head
with all its clustering wealth OF waving curIs
Dropped to his heaying bosom, AZ dove.
Weary and broken winged sinks to its own
Dear parent nest Her little trembling hand
Was clasped within his own her upturned eye
Met his and drank again the heavenly bliss
Vi dear and sweet reunion. On each pale
And stricken brow the darkness VI a deep
And solemn shadow rested and each cheek
And lip seemed chilled with sorrows witherinR FROST
Though autumn, summer, winter. spring had passed
Again. and yet again, since they had met.
They gazed into each others hearts, and read
No change in those deep founts of burning love.
There no dark raven-w wing had brooded-each
Had ser embamed with loves pure incense breath
The Image OF the other. They had vowed
And kept their holy truth and now thoir lova
was all undimmed though grief had almost crushed
The life from out thOr souls The sweet, rich Klsw
or the soft twilight lent it's passing hue
VI crimson to her temples or, perchance,
II may have been the deep reelection caught
Frem the will burning thoughts that ragged within
Her shut and silent heart She did not look
Upon the many flowers she did not hear
The music of the streams-the fairy tints
Of sunset, the green surgng of the woods,
The wildly woOng zephyrs; and the tones,
The thousand deep tones OF the holy hour,
All were unheeded then. Her eyes her ears,
Her thoughts. her SOUL her life, were but for him;
She leaned upon him with that touching trust
And holy confidence saint would feel
In leaning upon heaven. And she to him
Was all that mortal creatures 'er could be
To proud child of earth With lips TO lips.
And heart quick thrObbing to its throbbinx mate,
They stood in lsve's bewldering embrace
Silently claspng in their straning arms
All that they knew of heaven earth. And then
They needed not the passing of the hours
Thev saw not sunsets glorious ruses fade
Within the West sky-garden; they but felt
They loved, and wore supremsy blsst. At length
The thought that they must part stole on their souls
Like the deep shadow Of a thunder cloud.
She strove to drive that fearful thought away,
But there IL stood 6end between her soul
And her bright heaven Of JOY. Beneath the weight
OF her great grief her head hangs down, as bends
The lily pale and broken cup beneath
The torrents OF the cloud. And then with low,
Sweet tones of tenderness, though his own heart
Was bursting with it's stihed rush of tears
He soothed her fearful agony. He spoke
or joys and raptures past, buttreasured still
In memory's sacred chambers, Of the hope
That ever there seesed shining with dim
And pale, but beauteous CLEAN, upon the waves
OF the far distant future. Thus he won
Her spirit from its dark and crushing grief
And bade her turn her thoughts from earth and look
Above lifes cloud for perfect happiness
Within the skies. He told her how they two
Would wander there. twin spirits hand in hand,
Beside the lovely Eden streams that gloss
The blessed rainbow skies how they would Gull
The sweetest blossoms glowing with the dews
Of heaven, and twins them into beauteous wreaths,
Dear love wreaths for each others fOreheads.-how
They oft would ny, upon their spirit wings,
From star to star. to read the beautiful
And blazing mysteries OF the sky, and how
They would at times come down from heaven to earth
To sit beside each other on the dear
And blessed spot whore they sat- and muse
On all the raptures shared together there,
And breathe again the So often breathed
In life from their deep hearts of love. and make
That scene the tryst of their souls in heaven
As twas their tryst upon the earth. But though
by soft and low and gentle wards like these,
Breathed in the rich tones that first won her love-
He calmsd the fiery lava food that ragged
Within her tortured heart, he could not sooths
The agony that burned within his own.
His soul was strong and naughty. He could bear
The cold worlds bitter hate, he faltered not
At foaming calumDy, he did not heed
Tho piercing blasts of poverty, but when
At that sad hour. he fixed his eyes on her,
His bright though fading flower and thought how she
Would pine In his drear absence from her side
And saw that her young morning tide of life
Was ebbng fast away, eh, then his heart
His high proud heart. sank in his manly breast;
His naughty spirit trembed and a strong
Convulsion shook his features and the drops
Or agony welled upward from ount
Long sealed within his bosom, and lie went
As II his heart were broken. And HER tears
Gushed forth to blend with his. and thus they wept
Together long and wildly. On their ears
Now stole the deep tones of the vesper bell
As mournful as II It had been tolled
For some dear FRIEND 1t woke them from their trano
Oh paralyzing grief. it pealed and rung
Far through the echoing chambers of their SOULS
And told them with its mOckiDg cadence
That twas the hour the moment, they must part.
All silently. but Tor one death-like grnan,
lie strained her to his bosom on her brow
tie breathed his passion kisses, till il seemed
As II each trembling blood drop in her frame
Rushed up to share the maddenng embrace
Then with one low, deep passionate farewelll
That sounded as IL uttered by his sou.
Through still Undertaking. lips, they parted. She,
Pale, faint aud weak with alterIng footsteps sought
Her chambers silent solitude to pour
Her sad soul forth in earnest prayer to heaven
For strength to quell the fierce rebelliOus thought
That seemed forever sweeping like tide
or burning waters DER her heart He sought
The forests silence deep. and there to hold
Through the still night, communion with his soul,
And her, and heaven and when the morning came
He vent with sickenIng heart and aching brow,
Once more into the tOihng world Of men,
To struggle with his bitter destiny.
b Twas their last parting-a brief year passed by.
And 10 a plying angel came from heaven,
And Joined their fates forever Twas the kind
Death angel-they are all each others now,
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