The Placer herald., 1871-04-15
TO MY FRIEND, MARY.
LINES WRITTEN AT LAKE TAHOE.


With the slow dying of the day,
And mountain shadows seemed to take
Repose upon the glorious lake
1t was the hour when lovers speak
So low that they will fondly seek
(To hear each other) to draw nigh,
When upward shoots the loving eye
Like morning on the east, when beams;
Then glows and burns on sparkling
streams;
Their voices then dip on the ear
In trem 'lous tones thou scarce could st hear,
A tear then trembles in the eye
And then is heard each lovers sigh,
And Oh. IN moment of such bliss,
They sealtheir VOWS with loves warm kiss.
BY Heaven! it was glorious sight,
Upon that fair and lovely night,
To see the moon upon the lake,
And radient stars too IN her wake;--
But Mary, one bright orb on high,
In lustre shone like thine own eye,
Then seem d to fall near where | stood
And brightly burn beneath the food!
] gazed and felt but who can tell
What rapture DER my mind then fell!
l may not say where | have been,
/ cannot say what have seen
But in my brain that moment were
Thoughts rooted and forever there.
And tiny waves did kiss the shore
And all the waters leaped with mirth
And smiles adorned the glowing earth
Sweet Luna yet shone in The sky
And stars the brighter seem'd on high =
A halo cleaned Ger wooded hills
AT length came music Of the rills.
The mountains higher did aspire
And forest old seemed all on fire.
And on the rocks and through the brake
And o'cr the bright translucent lake
A glorious halowed light then shone,--
looked aga and 10. ',vas gonel
There is glory on the HIS
melody in all the rills-
A grandeur in the forest Wild
To me, for am natures child;
Then deem not Mary ! am weak,
In feeble verse if thus | speak
Of glorious scenes that ] have seen,
Where | could wish that thou hads't been
Take thou and thine q mansion grand
The fairyst in this favor'd land
Give me a cottage meath the pine,
q shall not envy lot OF thnel
Near oidei woods where I could roam.
Sid uaturo's scenes and make my home
Or by the oceans vild,s. shore
Where ! could hear-en to the or,
Or by lNc;d, placid seeam
That gcutly flows lise lows lgh. dream,
Or by lake e'7 hrght paaeef,l shore
] his lnke | may Sehl,I no more.
Through ,nany climcs 10 roam twas n.iae
And worship too, at heauty's shrine,
And oft at beauty feet | Enelt
And told the tale OF love 1 iel.;
But nevermorel ahl neyermore.
Those ha.cyon hours " Tia Inc arc DER.
But yet in me there lives : light
1t must not gleam obscurely bw.lt
III trip the taper-make it shno
Arour this very heart of mine,
That hours and days may brightly glide
For friendships Goddess is my bride.
AU ErvoIn.
Go to thy rest, must ouaff q. the fountain,
May bright dreams of bliss be with thee and
with thine,
shall ropose on the crest of the mountain
And visions Of happiness, too, may be mine.
I shall behold the bright rays Of the morning,
CLEAN in the forest and through the wild
brake,
shall behold them the mountains adoring
And Mary, I'll see them stream over the lake;
And there and so fondly III see the bright faces
Of thee and thy darling reflected so gay,
In bright water my fancy, though dali, ever
traces
The vision of all whom it loves to portray.
Farewell.for sweet Luna again shines aboveme
The scenes on the lake are renewed to my
sight,
Alas. in this wide world I've not one to love me,
Yet warmly and truly, l bid thee goodnight
-Judnitd