Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1874-10-18

honor of Mary and LucyY 1 raise
my hat. Once more Confederate she
went crashing through the ranks of Il
! enemy, and the hero sank by his gun
rise no mOre.'
TaE HANGING OF THE CRANE.
IPendre Ia cTemailieTe, TO hang The crane,
! the French expression for "a bouse-warmin
or the nrst party given in new house,
1.
The lights are out, and gone are ALI the CUES
mat thronging csme with merrlment al
To celebrate tile hanging of the crane
In the new house-ln the night are gomez
: But still the fire upon the hearth buIas on,
And l alone remain.
o fortunate, happy day.
. When new household nndS Its place
Among the myriad homes OF earth,
Like new star Just sprung 20 birtn
And rolled on its harmonious way
Into the bOundless realms Of spaced
( So said the guests in speech and song,
| Astn the chimney, burning bright,
I We hung the iron crane tonight
And merry was the feast and long.
Il.
And now 1 sit and muse on what may be,
And in my vision see, or seem 10 see,
Through floating Vapors interIused VIII
shapes indeterminate, that CLEAN and fad,
| As shadows passing into deeper shade
Sink and elude the sight.
For two alone, there IN the hall,
| Is spread the table round and small;
/ Upon the polished silver shine
| The evening lamps, but more divine
! The Light Of love shines over all;
! OfiOye that says not mine and thine
/ But ours, for o1rs IS thine and mine.
] lnEy want no guests 10 come between
! Their tender giances like a screen,
/ And tell them tales OF land and sea,
] And whatsoever may betide
| The great forgotten world outside:
I They want nc guests; they needs must be
Each others own besteompany.
III.
The picture fades; as at q village fair
A Snowman s views dissolve into the air,
To reappear transhgured on the screen,
50 IN my fancy this; and now once more
IN part disfgured, through the open door
Appears the self-same scene.
Seated l see the two again,
But not alone; they entertain
A little angel unaware,
With face IS round as is the noonS
A royal guest with haxen hair,
Who, thToned upon mis- lofty chair,
Drums On the table with his spoon,
Then drops IL careless on the floor,
To grasp at things unseen before.
Are these celestial manners? These
The ways that win, the arts that please?
All, yes. consider well the guest,
And WhetSOe'er he does seems best;
He Tuleth by the Eght divine
OF helplesSuess; SO lately born
In purple chambers OF the morn,
As sovereign ever thee and thine:
He speaketh not, and yet there lies
y conversation in his eyes;
The golden silence OF the Greek,
TINS gravest wisdom of the wise,
Not spoSen In language, bat in looks
More iegible than printed books,
As Il he could, but would not speak.
And now, o. monarch absolute,
Thy power is put to proof; for loi
Restless, fsthomless and slow,
The nurse comes rustIing like the sea,
AMI pushes back thy chair and thee,
And 50 goodnight TO King Canute.
".
As one who. walking in the forest, sees
A lovely Landscape through the parted trees,
Then sees It not for bOughs that intervene,
ORES " see the moon sometimes revealed
Through drifting clouds, and then again con-
ceaieCl.
SO j 6eheld the scene.
There are two guests at the table now;
The King, depCsed, and older grown,
No longer occupies the throne
The crown is on his sisters brow:
A princess from the Fairy Tales,
The very pattern girl Of girls,
All covered and embOwered in curls,
Rose tinted from the Isle OF Flowers,
Aud sailing with soft silken sails
From far OF DTeamland into ours,
Above their bowls with rims OF blue
-Four azure eyes of deeper hue
Are looking dreamy with delight;
LtInpid as planets that emerge
Above thu oceans rounded verge,
soft SHINING through the summer night,
Stesdfast they gaze, yet nothing see
Beyond the horizon Of their bowls;
Nor care they for the world that rolls
With all its freight Of troubled souls
Into the days that are to be.
v.
Again the tossing boughs shut out the scene,
Again the drifting vspOrs intervene,
Aud the moon pallid disk is hidden quite:
And now / see the table wider grown,
As round pebble into water thrown
Dnates ring Of light.
L see the table wider grown,
1 see IL garlsnded with guests,
As II fair Ariadne's crown
out Of the sky had fallen down;
Maidens within whose tender breasts
\ thousand restless hopes and fears,
Forth reaching TO the coming years,
Flutter awhile, then quiet lie,
Like tlmiG birds that fam would dy,
But do not dare 10 leave their nests
And youths, who in their strength elate
Challenge the van and front Of fate,
Eager IS champions to be
In the divine knight-erTantry
Oi youth, that travels sea and land,
Seeking adventures, or pursues
Through cities and through solitudeS
FreQnented by the lyric Muse.
IIhe phantom with the beekoning hand,
o sweet illusions or the braini
u sudden thrills of fire and frost.
The world Is bright while We remain,
And DARK and dead when We are lost
VI.
The meadow brook, that seemeth TO stand still.
Z uickens its current as 10 nearS thu mill;
And so the stream Of Time, that lingereth
IN level places, and 50 dun appears,
Runs with swiftsr current as IL nears
The gloomy mills OF Death.
A NON HE tF,a g.r.rr
That in the owners keeping shrinks
With every wish he speaks or thinks,
TIN The last wish consumes the whole,
The table dwindles and again
] See the two alone remain.
The crown OF stars Is broken in parts;
Its Jewels, brighter than the day,
Have one oy ore been stolen away
To shine In other homes and hearts
one is a wanderer now afar
In Cey ion or in Zanzibar,
Or sunny regions OF Galaxy.
And one IS in the bOisterous camp,
Aid clink OF arms and horses tramp,
And battles terrible array.
1 ssothe pa4ent mother read,
VIII aching heart, Of wrecks that float
n'sabled On those seas remote,
O. Of some great, heroic deed
On battlefield, where thousands bleed
To lift one hero into fame.
Anxious She bends her graceful head
Above hose chronicles Of pain,
And trembles with a secret dread,
Lest there among the drowned or slain
she md the cne beloved name.
vi.
.fter a day Of cloud aud wind snd rain
ofnetimes the setting sun breaks out again,
And touching all the darksome woods with
light,
miles on the aelds until they laugh and sing,
hen like a ruby from the horizons ring
Drops down INTO the night.
What see I now ? The night is fair,
The storm OF grief, the clouds OF care,
The wind, the r7i a, have passed away;
The lamps are llt, the fires burn bright
IRE house Is full Of life and light
u Is the golden wedding day.
ThegUests come tnr0nging in once more,
quick footsteps sound along the floor,
the romping children crowd the s.air,
And 10 and out and everywhere
Flashes along the corridor
The sunshine Of their golden hair.
On the rourd-table in the hall
Another Ariadne's crown
Out Of the sky hath fallen down;
More than one monarch Of the moon 4
Is dramning with his silver spoon:
The light Of love shines over all.
. fortunate, o happy day.
fhe people sing, the people say.
rhe ancient bridegroom and the bride,
serenely smiling on the scene,
Behold well pleased on every side {
Their forms and textures multiplied, ,
As the reflection OF 8 light
B ween Two FURNISHED mirrors CLEANS,
Dc amps upon bridge at night {
reich o. and on OefOfe the sight. !
ilH the kong vista endless seems !
tselyy ". LoRgfeNoso
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