The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1872-03-14
LGRMs REsET ZEE FRE eFIzEN.


GEMS RESET FER TIE CITIZEN. |
/ love my love IN the morning,
For she, like morn, Is fair,
Her biushing cheek, its crimson streak,
It's clouds, her golden hair,
Her glance, its beams, so soft and kind,
Her tears, its dSwy showers,
And her voice, the tender whispering
wind,
That stiTs the early bowers.
] love my love IN the morning,
love my love at noon,
For she is bright as the Lord OF light,
Yet mid as Autumn's noon.
Her beauty Is my b0sOn's sun
Her path my fostering shade,
Ard Win love nv darling one
Till even that sua shall Jade
I love my love In the morning,
I love my love nc even,
Her smiles soft play Is like the ray
That lights the western heaven.
l loved her when the sun was high,
loved her when he rose,
But lsst Of all when evenings sigh
Was murTnuring at its close.
Gems Selected for the Citizen"
The rufilan dies like a wild beast
at hay.
Quiet is the element of wisdom;
the calmest man is the wisest.
There are wounds the world can
not balm; war; Is no other success
can satisfy.
Each man can judge OF other men
only in the light and.with the aid
Of the data he carries in himself.
If the theologians, with their SUI
perstitious and artificial horrors,
viii but let him alone, man is COM
potent to death As well as to life,
and dies in peace.
The nightly Illumination OF the
houses and streets of London con
Sumes fifty million cubit feet Of
gas, representing three thousand
tons Of coal. Yet the light, sufIl-
cling as it does for two millions Of
persons, is in the awful cone of
night but as a glow-worm flying in
the valley of the Mississippi.
It il impossible that severe pangs
should not be involved when con
science sternly orders q sensitive
ana ciingiug soul to renouncc prev
alent creeds, 20 cast of current
! prejudices and usages, to leave pop
ular favor, estranged. behind, and
accept newly revealed and persccu-
ted truth aith austere duties.
The loneliness of dying is like
the loneliness of the sea, wherein
many ships cross aad pass without
/ speaking. So do piauy human be-
inga die simultaneously, but make
no signals to each other as the won
| ted shores reeede, and the breath Of
the infinite swclls the unseen sail ;
and the gray waste looms in the 81
lence OF its immemorial mystery.
1t is an affecting popularity OF
man that he shrinks with strong
antlpathy from the thought OF dy
ing alone or among strangers. Man,
with a few abnormal exceptions,
never wishes TO die without some
one near 20 count his signs, watch
I his ebbing moments, and mark his
/ last, gasp. Sympathy is deeper
than fear, and in the final failure OF
his own force in the upheaval OF
the bottom Of his soul, he puts dis
trust and hate aside, and clings to
his kind with loving expectation
of help.
/ However filed with the strife and
the gsiety of busting through the
I life OF the toiling citizen, the queen
Of fashion, or the popular states
mar may be, there is one passage OF
4 intense isolation whi1h none can es.
cape:
A lonely hour Is on its way to each,
TO all; for death knows no companion
f. ship.
Noisy and crowded as our walk:
arc, social and garrulous as oul
life is, every human heing has nj
! least three moments Of incommuni
cable separation. Alone man j:
born; alone he dies; alone he goe.
mp to judgment.
Il What different thing death i,
to one whose thought includes ana
whose sensibilily ovetspreads tn,
whole world, aud 70 one whose con
: seiousness is commensurate Will
little more than his own person anC
> the sensible facts closely about him
To the latter It's as the mere physic
: 81 expiration OF an animal; to tn,
(. former it is as the collapse of so
e lar system, 1t has been said tina
murderers have met their doom OF
the gibbct With more fOrlitude thar
,. Christ on the cross. Notwith NOR
4 fortitudc, but with more insensibil
: it's.