The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1873-01-23
Love Between lhe se.es.

The first real awakening Of Ia.
mans heart 20 the influence Of wo.
man." says LambOuillet ROSsi, ais ar
epoch in life never to be forgotten. II
may, and often is, preceded by flashes
Of admiration OF interest, such as the
school toy designates love; but these
are as nothing 10 that first, true, deep,
absorbing passion which IL is impOssi-
ble TO mistake. Ii IS not necessary
that the object Of it should be either
beautiful or worthy; she may be a
plain woman, full Of faults, whims, ca
prices, selfiShneSs, unattractive in
manner, and with a heart Of mar. Ie.
IL matters not; he loves, and u haD-
py."
There is n0thing-we cannot know
OF anything in this world, let us IoOk
at it as We maY-that is more congo
NAL to our natures, than To love and
be loved. Were It not for this, the
best Of all hOOns given % Us mOrtaIs
OF earth, life would not be fraught
with half of its sweetness, its dear
ness, its pleasures, its charms. Even
our hearts would never burn with that
divine passion, that enthusiastic long,
/ ing, that consciousness Of sympathy
for one another around Us. That
magical influence which pFedlmin-
b ate over our being, and which we
i would To God shall ever fill our lives
with feelings of the tendereSt emo
tiOns-throush this alone, methinks-
I Is glOriOusly wrapping around is the
mantle of perpetual youth. To this
a woman owes the sweet pathOs OF her
song whose beautiful sentiments We
I never can once refrain from reading
over and over again. And how brim-
; ful her heart is-With hove 10 man, in
expressing hCr attachment and affec-
ton for him, giving voice to her own
utterance iu the lines suhjoined
Il believe. ffI should die.
And you should kiss my eTe-lidS when
lie
Cold, dead, and dumb 10 all the world con-
The folded orbs woaId open At thybreath,
And from its exile IN the aisles Of death
+ l-iis w0uid come gladly back along nv
veins
II believe, i'll were dead,
and you upon my lifeles> heart should
tread,
Not knowing whar the poor clod chnnerd to
be.
It would fad sudden pulse beneath the
OfhIm Il ever loved in life 30 mach.
And throh again, VAIN, tender true To thee.
II believe. if on my grave,
Hidden IN woody deeps or by the wave
Your eyes should drop some warm tears OF
regret,
From every salty seed Of your deep grief
some fair sweet blossoms wOuid leap In
10 leaf
To prove that death could mat make my
love forget.
Il believe, i'll -saI.d is,ir
Into those my~l!c realms uh-re Lille j.
made,
And you should lon: once more nay face 10
Il would come forfh upon the hills Of
And gather stars Ike f,sgSt, till Thy
sight,
Led by my beacon h..,z., !,.!. fa.I on me.
II believe my faith in thee,
strong rs my life, 50 nObly placed to he,
IL would as soon expect 10 see the sun
Fall like dead king from his height
sublime,
His glory stricken from the throne of
time,
a. thee unworthy the worship thou hast
won.
Il believe who hast not loved
Hath half OF the treasures OF his life uB-
proved;
Like one, who, with The grape within his
Drops it with all its crimson juice ex-
pressed
And all is luscious sweetness !en un-
guessed,
Out from MS careless and unheediag clasp
i believe love, pure and true,
Is TO the soul sweet, immortal dew.
That gems LIES petals IN its hO8rs OF dusk:
The waiting aOgels se5 and recognizes
The rich crown Jewel, love, OF paradise,
When life falls Goin Us Ike withered
husk."
The ordination Of God that love
should exist between the sexes, or, in
other words, t..AJ IL should be I'm
planted ia our bosOms, there to be
awakened at that period in life when
our hearts first catch the warmth of
devotion to the object of our passion
fills our minds with happy emotions,
depicting to US a world full Of sun
shine and gladnesE as everywhere
surrounding our pathway. This is
what we need, what, Perchance, we
may he signing for, cheer Us along our
way down the mystical river of time.
This life that we are living would not
be half so sweet, nor the earth so fair,
If eyes did not catch ifs tender
glauses, and lips press lips beneath its
ever hallOwed altaF.-!S A. NsHsOD.