New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1875-02-18

Ann, c soon eave fhat nd but no lived all his after
life in the full belief that the spirits the departed can
come back and talk with those they have loved pelew
Like william Blake, he seer Of visions. Nothing
could be touching than his faith in the constant
oompanonship of tls gentle young wife, who died ue
tween two and three years before him. He was most
tendery attached her, yet his strong faith MADE
possible for him TO write OF her death.
&" II has neither left me afflicted nor bereaved.
And strongest vet OF ALL the blessed ttesencS ~
the tender tie of her embodiment Is brOkrn iienn,
to whom be communicated the Tact OF ~, WE ue,
by incOsing few priIted words regarding ~ Wro,e;
expressing his sympathy, ana spoKe OF tue queh sili
Of third person 10 whom Mrs. Wilson haI Deen sIrons1
attached in the latter's glhoOd Wnen wilson answers
ia these words, which, with the extract nlde aooke,
may not seem improper 10 repeat, since az tltse . III
their is spoken the graves OF 00sh nuS
baud and wife Tel - not to greve for dTl
her IL seems to no human soul can ever Da.e bVuo
forth sweety, solcmrly, and happily. INTO tnv
Heaven Of Heavens she was perhaps az T1r d u
Does she come back 10 me MJSt ceru'l'i, to t al
tainy. she does She hoatS into the 10
living smile OF God How can nour1, tna. ho con-
sS 6eroayfd e and , No. s or ssdScss and gOry
in MY path" Then he went on TO speak courage anu
simple worldly cheer 10 lis friend
The most noted and the most dramatic OF WILSON'S
poems was The Old Sergeant" which DR.. Holmes had
made famous By reclting it his oendelvered lecture
on "The Poetry OF the War" long before he even knew
the name OF the author Wilson went to Cambridge 10
live soon after his marriage; but wasoo proud or 100
shy to the acquaintance Of the men whose BOOKS
he had loved and he had been there for two years
before even Dr. Holmes knew that the tall and dalH
young man, with dreamy eyes, so 0Hen 10 DE- seen Oh
the Mount Auburn road. was the author of "Tne o!d
Sergeant" Most OF the poems were sad but mere i an
expression of his faith in the souls Immortality winch
is almost jubilant
As wtn in sooth, tear-hlur the eye,
And pass the Summer morn III oOe,
over the cast-Of husg or poll
OF SOME Old symbol OF the Sonl-
Tue swadcle Of the butteiDy:
While near at hand the very while,
Her little drOss-divested sprlte
Spreads wings ike Psyche. Tor q flight,
Into illimitable nght,
To revel in tAe Summers smile.
But more often he sang minor key as in the sad
little song entitled
NO MORE.
This is the Burden of the Heart
The Burden that 1t always bore;
We live to love; We meet To part;
And part 10 meet on earn No Nore'
We clasp each other to the heart, -
And part 10 meet on earth NO More.
There is a time for tears TO start
For dews TO fall and larks 10 soar:
The Time for Tears is when we part
70 meet upun the earth No More:
TIC Time for Tears is when We part
To meet tins VIDE earth-No More.
Mr. pott saws OF him that he was one OF those
poets whose poetry first in their lfe and perhaps
grows poorer even their best The world has
not seen too many such.
Besides the above, there are a Norwegian story by
Boyesen, eutued "Asathor's Vengeance, or the
MountainTaken Maid" well told, but too sad paper
by Prof n s. shaler "A State Survey for MassAeEu
setts;" the reviews, and the poetry
This number is not rich IN poetry as was the LAST;
but Miss Kate Hillard gives quain; and dainty
verses entitled Fancys Masquerade" and Rose Terry
Cooke "Penna's Daughter" Cornish Legend, so good
that regret is too long for copying But the srec
men poems extracted from Wilson seem, somehow, to
dwarf most Of the original contributions.
Are we wicked enough in America 10 read Beops
novelist VIM f. Gill means find out for ne Is about
to publish, in translation, "Thc Woman or Fire" a
book such as we accustomed TO write IN America
thank Heaven but which has been sold to the sinners
In France to the extent OF $1,000 copies 1.-THE Rainbow
Creed" is another book promised by Mr. Gill; in which
the leading lights of the orthodox church are roasted
over slow fire. l. c. H.