The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1871-11-02


The Fate OF the Mesquite,
When some migratory clouds
Broke upon the leafy shroudS.
Where the insects lay in crowds;
And a melancholy rain
On the sounding window pane,
Beat its funeral refrain;
Through a crelIce in the sash,
Where The spatter and the dash
Made his purpose Very lash,
\ mosquito, lean and thin.
From tie drowning and the dim.
Undertook To t'utter in
And crazy shutters swing
Made the hanging blossom hing
such Il food upon his wing.
That herather fell than flew,
And was lairy driven through
BY the gusty wind that blew ...
'fhuS succeeding in his flight
From the unrelenting night,
In wet and wretched plight.
Twas the chamber OF a maid.
Who, her pertectnes> displayed
In a Observation-Disclosures
For taper in the gloom,
or the eurtained quiet room.
showed Il woman in her bloom
And the mellow light was shed.
On her BOSOM and Ler head.
In the Splendor of hel bed.
In IA golden current there
Ran her undulating hair
From the polished shoulder bare.
A. the Whtest foam that fees,
Up the beaches from the seas,
Lay the lace of her cbemjsr,
And the billow, of her breast.
In the pillows thele imprest.
Kept IN orean-like unrest.
Al. twas we'll indeed for her,
That the only viewer near
Was the poor mosquito here;
And twas better still for him,
That li- Vision should he dim
In the halo Of the gim.
For the splendid creature there,
With the gliding on her hair,
Lay masnilirently far.
And The smallest insect eyes,
Seeing such a paradise,
Would he blinded with surprise.
con the inner window case.
With his humid wing and face.
lie had anything but grace
Whilst the understanding rain.
70 the ylbratory pane.
Brought its horrible refrain.
There upon the window sill,
He was sitting dreary still,
In the terror of the chill;
But within his little soul
lie was grateful for the hole.
That allowed him such a goal
50 he brushed his little eye
Saying: maybe by-and-bv.
I'll he comfortably dry"
And exactly a> he planned
with his >toieism grand;
Both his dripping wins Were famed.
For breeze appeared to tlout
In the chamber all about.
And the taper there Went out.
Then his eyes began TO mark
By their tiny inner spark,
W hat there WAS within the dark.
1t WAS very plain that he,
With candle burning free,
Fouad it difficult to see.
But lis eyes, denied their sight.
In the waNen taper light,
Were exceeding good ut night,
By-and-by, at last he tried,
With Il ilutter at his side,
And ms little wings We're dried
And the still existing breeze
Brought very pleasant ease,
To the bending of his knees.
Then he fervently exclaimed:
"Now wish may be blamed
If I'm either wet or lamed.'
And he tried Il tune OF hi>'n,
Quite a striking kind of buzzin',
nm Your Cousin, Cousin, Cousin"
And us joyously he sings,
All around about he filings,
"Cou>in, Cousin" with his wings.
Then he went upon raid,
Through a heavy curtained shade.
/ III lie came upon Inc maid.
Ana IL. meet and nro,,nr bora
That "A reason should appear.
"Hg lie tafFIes 'heFe with Aef.
So, the fact is simply his.
When he came upon the Miss.
lie was furnished for "A kiss.
Nov. the coolest man we know
Coming on the HOUR 50.
% '''e very same "ol''a 20.
And ii isn't fair TO think.
A mosquito ON the brink
- d ''e''''i ''i' ''ll'iA'
Splendid tive of anacl slprpt
Flirer than the pillows heao.
~ M t'''ie III s'''ll'e 0eel'-
Who will blame him while ba dit,x
From the vintage of hrr lips
i'e'''''' wine IMAM bA'ell> N'l'7>
Less impassioned things of earth.
Seeing such. wo,Ild Enow their yortl
81 ~ III ieNei "irtil'
ANY statur. yautino lit,.
Nearing lips 50 passion rife
SOON "ou'a "'Ae 10 pulSinS striie.
So the clad mo,uuito sanl,
,Joyou~ ON thu. trinity t.nl;
And to utter tullncSs drank
netief iif llle cruel ram,
fell upon ms wing again