The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1877-03-31
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the HrLLs Or LIKaAHoRE.



The evening wind hlow sweet and cool
Ger hills and wales o. Maryland.
And snept ne dlmpiing stream and pool
Aelow with aunaei srlealon grand
while leaves q eri,aaon. GOA and brown.
Aud sllyery tnils thet Goat and soar.
Along our path came auitering doom
Ananne NJ hills Of IinsanoEe
Wealth tall oeurching tree we rode.
And Watched The naisis he mountains climb;
BeloE he singing river lowed.
Above Us rang tae herd bells cksmes
The distant mountains dinly blue
leanel son asainsf he bending skies
While sowerngo'er The homes we knew,
We saw the spipes o. Frederick rise.
The aocl wcns blsatng % the ioId
The song-hird lniierei 70 her nest
And purple waves oftwiiight rolicd
Ger al The crlmts:i aooded west--
A. iAss we rods DER hin aud dell
The river rambling on before:
While nlsht and silence sofsly sil
Upon the hills Of LingAnore.
Then, rsnzitg rs we homewAFi went
oh fEiend,g said. -how fair would ssem
a liz in some low cottage spcat
beside yon softly flowing slreaml
My robins there should build and sing
Ny roses bloom, my ivies climb,
And every golden momens ring
some npse inloys bewildering chime
Al well If these things might DO so;--
But who shah ask, and who can tell,
How smooth the stream Of lie may TOW,
By mountain crag. or dreamy della
Far back among the peaceful years
A maiden roaned these pathways o'cr,
And triEed her songs for happy CARS
Amang the hills Of idnganoni
The vlolcts brighten As she passed,
The daisies nodded sweet good-day,
And rerfhmed cups Of eloyer cast
Their honey-dew along her way
, The mocking-blrd with meETiest triil
sang snnneiS 70 her star-like cyes,
And every wondering brook and rill
Le&ped laughing up in glad surprise
TIN, standing where her roses grew,
one summers eve beneath the stars.
che felt the eyes Of one she knew
Beam on her through the lattice BAN
Then sianeing up with tmid gaze -
she answers what those eyes implore,-
A pledge oflove for future days
Aiasl sweet maid Of Lirsanorc.
Alasi sweet maid. for who may know
What 5epihs ofsorrow love must s0unds
Or whence shah come. or whithcrgo
The issues Gifts life profoundf
All me ere one sweet moon was paste
With Qnaking hear. DER hill and glen
They heard the warriors buele blast
They heard the tramp Of armed men.
Cpspringing from his calm retreat,
To strong heroic manhood grown,
The lover gained his war-horse feet
To sound the battie-eFy alone;
Then fast and far the brave ranks diled.
Dark plumes went Euttering on the breeze
And war-dTuns beat. and armies drilled,
And women wept on Blended knees.
Where bold catoctin's rugged crest
Looms dark against the western sky,
They knew the brayest and the best
Went boldly firth that day to die;
They saw the black cloud rise am well,
They heard Antietams batp IN (,
And night and Sorrow shud ssring ell
Upon TIT hills OF Linganore
Alas sweet Iaaid, the wesi wind brings
No tale or hope to charm thine ear;
The Eood-dore in the shallow sings.
But sings no song for thee 70 hear;
The afr Is FUN Of walls and groans.
The sky with smoke Is shrouded DER
And breeze and birdin plAlntive tones
Bewaii the lost Of IAng4nore.
All drcary days that come and co.
Long nights that wear away in tears.
While heavy clouds hang dark and low
Ger all the sorrow burdened years,
TIL nose and ivy kindly grow
Ger many cruel battle-scar,
And graves on hid by friendly snow
As things In dreams remembered are.
Yet still the maiden's fancy SECS
Her lovers plume go down the west,
And still She Watches through the trees.
catoetiu's dim and cleuded crest.
And Tel me when the soldiers come"
She means and falfeFs DER and DER,
Nor knows his lips are pale and dumb
Among the hills Of invanors