The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1872-12-22
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as g be- edited BY Mr. ,Pant sH. Hayns.
and the entire proceeds from iits hale VIII
1bs ppfopfiatedf to the benetis htd relief
sd Mrs. imrod In,th I'D kliehnrS The
>editorHthe poems and, The objects to be
aubsetved; by.their sale, ts have meeting
-every condition hfoh shduld Induce .
langss aud slibetsl 3 Gnbscript ptioh J: 4, Here
,HhsEs f6H'ppaf 5issda: :ahd' 'tabpfsd Tie last
tfs4NsssisiSnt shis HE; and died ID dsstitu
s$tioysa lsa ay j yls6Snng and iaspen dent
s fs16ilrbshikd GAhim; ;Ithef appreciation 81
shtoiid. pc marked and dsgenea.
,-rUns,5 when died q bright, tight
ri vent 5at, bat Il Will be pleasing task TO
-<c,ls6t 4, scats tered rays, again, and have
AT thine ID serene and steady splendor a
sflxsd All ihosr poslical Armament. His
sPoamst only aesd publication to- make
xsheir; r;merits known. Once fairly before
the world, they will plead their own
-nansa,, end establish their claims to its
Elosaand admiration. In contributing to
k!brfng this result about we assist to give
y The poet his proper place in American
,>steratgre, and minister to the comfort Of
: thoss fender and helpless ones in whom
This heart nestled. These are objects
which every generous person will Delight
i fa.promote. ~.
aInyasaings sTimrod'a poems. even che
~=smallest, we always discover clear
.thonght. brilliant conception. con-
vsveyed in language that is direct. scholar
Ls4y,.tender and artistic. He never writes
'Nnpon airy nothings. or fiimsy oonceits,
. and merely pretty triAes. There is ever
.ssonething worthy in view. either grand
lsn nataEe,, glorious in nsmemoEy and asso--
Citations. or stirring and exciting in its
present living 4aspeoss saudss relations.
And in. the handling oi his, well-chosen
themes. there is absolute freedom ffom
rmistiaesa. sHI sdrapert ID light. PIC
stuR.ass nd Szsaulsite;a ana4dmifsbiy
ssrEss to bting but VIE sinnef thought or
~seuH nepy oils1is topios, in clear relief
and vivid outline. Never poet lived, We
suppose, whose conceptions and their
axeshepEt IS words were more worthYsof
-ead6 other. In clearness, tenderness
.anaadelicaoy. lhe ID Unsurpassed By any
.,ansSs his brethren, on the American
>Rsrnlssns, Het deserves to rank with
sthe highest of them. In fact, we, do not
know his superior IN certain qualities.
sone OF which we have mentioned.
Timrod'A father was likewise poet OF
noSmean aofder. The forthcoming vo-
dame Swill sembody, the poems Of both
ssire and son. The editor, Mr.. Hayne,
will giye AN account Of Hmrod's life,
laying bare its charming simplicity, and
Atly possraying: the love and ;sympathy
'whick 50 gentle spirit, and 80 trua a
,genins, attracted around him.
We are not familiar with the poems OF
the father. nor have we seen those of the
-sonffori several years. Bot once read,
they make;an impression not to be for
gotten. As q specimen of the elder
Timrod's exquisite delicaoy and felicity
-of thought and expression, We insert be.
sloR. 8 sonnet, (sent to ne by friend 60
pure, 90 snffused with tenderness, that il
might have dropped from the Paradise i.
describes. It is entitled "Autumn Day
Tin Carolina
Sleeps the soft south-nursing !ts delicate
breath, ~
To fan the first buds Of the early spring;
and ysumu.e:. sighing. mourrs his faded
wreath
Its many colsred glories withering
iBensssh the kisses Of the nex-waked North,
Who yet In storms approaches not. bu
smiles
On the departing season and breathes forth
Afragrance as OF summer, till at whiiea,
All that Ii sweetest in the varying year,
Seems softly blent in one delicious hour,
Waking dim visions Of some former sphere
Where sorrows, suoh as earth owns, had nc
= power ~
go veil the ohangeless lustre Of the skies,
And mind and matter formed one Paradise
at stated definitely that Mr.. sohuy'
der Ooliax does not take editorial charge
@of the New York Tribune. We cannot
.aay that we age sorry. In the Tribune
we are accustomed to the terse and