Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1875-04-09

Another year has passed away,
with all its sorrow, toll and play.
since. friends, we met 10 minge here
Our hearty greetings social cheer.
With kind intent. to share the feast,
he feast of reason" not the least,
And "now OF soul :" and we confess
ahere Is touch of blessedness
Beiow-or tras, when there we found
Inc Injuries that e'er abound,
wheneer our boulteous fair Oaes please
our mite appetites to tease.
e Mine host who keeps the biz hotel,
And draws his liquor from the we'll,
invites the people all to come,
And cneer the hungry traveller's homs.
The luscious oysters he'll supply,
And those who feel little dry
he II moisten at the fountains brink,
Where only sober people drink.
me hddler's there, the plump quartetts.
Ani dancers, many brilliant set.
fashlon doth WELD her septre there,
ANA all her tinselled glories wear,
ror tints that nature may refuse,
Inc ladies' know Just what TO use.
me eheek from which the rose has aed.
UT never had an honest red.
WI wear most enduring flush
A ehanSeless, unembarrassed blush
That is, unless a truant tear,
Escaping from its fountain clear,
Doth a malicious freedom take,
And DER the peaehy velvet make
dim, suspicious, circlng path.
That ought to rouse 4 ma.den's wrath
How much superior is this
To that which y ields such transient bliss;
Yet only acts the traitors part.
aud tells what's hidden in the heart
And where the rose Is frin-ed with pearl
Beneath dangerous nOatips curl.
There Is 4 substance that vii. hide
The sallow hue, and raise the pride
or him who Hts the tripping toe,
And thinks he sees 4 neck o. snow.
That cunning coil that ladies call,
don't know why, waterfall"
II does not curl up there, dear May,
Because it cannot get taway.
You bought II, and you cannot tell
Upon whose head il grew so well.
You ght not feel a wondrOus glow
U. bliss, perhaps, II you could know
Around whose brow those tresses twinei
You cont know, therefore, never mind.
Perhaps II was lovely girl,
Who sold for bread. that golden curl.
Perhaps, wife, 10 iill the bowl,
Wherein was finishing the soul
OF one she loved, ave up the braid
With which her ;amishsd baby played.
Perhaps-well never mind. our rhy mes
Must pay this tribute 70 the times
In these degenerate days / know.
'T.s strange, but ladies hair won't grow
And bachelors, there's do denying,
Do early learn the art Of dy eins.
And often on the naked pate
As smooth as any polished plate,
The flies might dance a merry gig
Il not prevented by wiz.
Now If We wish % have a season
Ot social pleasure, what's the reason
We mcy not have Il, once year.
and gladly meet each other here
And gather ali together,
In the crispy winters weather,
Here all dividing lines are lost,
And friendly greetings melt the frost
fGat chills the social ties-we meet
Upon a level. and We treat
Each other here, as il we all
Were bound in friendships pleasant thrall.
And Il a stranger Joins the thrOng,
And brings -rl or two along,
We bid hlm WelcOme.-and We walk,
And witn each otner freely talk
Oi what We please, Of whom we please,
And some the busy moments seiEs
TO whisper mo wiling ears.
OF what perhaps. in alter years
They may he willing / should tell.
Not now, and Wl.l Keep 4 we'll.
How do you do,1 We fret inquire,
And emphasize our Kind desire,
1ivins the hand cOri!al squeezing
That quickly thaws u out. Il freezing
This question sett!ei, we dispose
% weather matters. an disclose
Our expectation, or our fear.
VI MlIl tO-illuTEuNs Will appear
Whether the snow Will long remain.
Whether the cisIern- cali Tor rain,
whether the mice Will gifdle tees,
Whether the irust viii starve the bees
Whether the spr4nS viii open late,
whether some rascal lives Ia state.
Whether some villain VIII be hung,
Whether our freedoms Enell IS runz,
Whether we've heard the latest news
Whether We ever have the blues
Mhetnes the vi al Will ever tire,
Whether our wheat will yet he higher,
Whether cur wool will sell at all,
Whether our butter. too, Will fall.
Whether the times will still be hard,
Whether It's wrou- O. touch a card,
whether there'll be i fearful drought,
whether the rains all drown Us out,
Whether Miss willow cares 10 wed,
Whether Janette Will marry Fred,
whether the women equal men.
whether the ballot due 10 them.
whether they re true TO Uncle ram.
whether the blacks are sons OF Ham.
Whether there is IN honest man,
Whether 4 woman spoiled the plan,
Whether old bachelors are sappy,
Whether the married folks are happy
Whether d soul IL uisrred by passion,
Whether that nat IS n the fashion,
Whether well take some chicken pie.
whether Tie a. s;ers We Will try.
An4 some Will talk of serious thinss.
Tho merry iauzhters music rings.
And some viii talk very low.
While little clouds W u Come and 20,
LiEe rosy shadows on the snow,
" dimplcd cheeks that reGder grow.
And try to hide the tlnsling glow.
cara ged u feel them plushinS 50.
And some Will talk u u.dsn times.
AMI some. pe,haps. Of other climes,
Relieving here the teemins brain,
Oi crowd NJ thoughts, qulckened tiain,.
That bears them BACKWARD To the days
When hope was warniing sweetest lays.
To some this feast viii bring to mind.
Tie broken tie that once was twned,
So slndly round the loving aeart,
That md these joys the tears will start.
, he eyes that ult have sparklet here,
Forever closed, yet yins near,
The tones Of music now uuheari,
The darling little wIrbllns bird,
The lips that craved the burning kiss,
The hand that filed our cup of bl.ss,
Asleep with all the multitude,
that whispered : -L, OF laughter rude,
Can he 'cr disturu---.tow silent they,
While We are full OF life aud play.
They al are sweetly siumber!ns there,
Silent rs midnight shadows are,
Tae SNOW lies A-al-y On their graves,
BIthed in the m1onlI ght's siivo, waves.
III Hero. u. AIren, ISIS.