The Saline County journal. [volume] (Salina, Kan.) 1871-1893, 1882-11-30

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Al ssssss o. ned o shss = "a e sssse.'
But -
Like Q wounded snake, some draa
their SLOW length ale0g,
With measure, writhing oootortions,
struRgle In their song.
While others
Harsh, tempestous, grating. dire die.
cord on the ear,
Thunder the swelling tumult upon %
ev'ry year.
But genius occasional
Swo0p ON PERCEPTIONS reflex. ere tits
fully pass'd.
To swell the dreaded note Of each Tar
tartan blast,
Ere the echo from the nearest cliff,
repellant waves dsth bring,
Vibrating lard reflections on the mys-
tic wing
Catch up The living ideas, ere there
from the author drop'd,
Or experience hath duly from them,
their superfuities crop'd.
Promote the real essential Of divinest
truth,
And point us out the way to advance
ment In its youth;
Can assume supreme control Of every
passion sought,
And write In lyric measures conform.
ing to the thought,
As well in doleful accents. writhing
misery Ii sent.
With every sitting sentence. mourn.
ing and woe ID blent.
A in joyful exuberent frolic, hilari-
tvs understood,
Writes in brisker numbers. conform
ing to the mood.
Or when Amorita's pen IL dip'd In
passions fire,
Tunes With neat perfection, loves har-
mony on his Tyre;
heated strain.
Or compares the per. prom. thou. In
plu. mum. slain.
Pure forced ereptation, IL this humble
critics plea,
Or the author Of "Thou lustrous eyes"
had ne'er heard from me.
The ethics Of poetic vesse. wanted In
"NOt alone"
Had with Its writer safe enjoyed high
ambitions throne:
But burst risk the diadroms Of thy
erntic curse.
To cure the diabolic desire Of writing
amatory verse?
Dost think EratO's perpetual power
DER lustful rhyming dead.
That only upon oriental bards, her
influence In shed?
Knowst not thou must with Baal deal,
the internal regions seek;
For inspired inhuence-pOets veal
Thy soul In sin must reek
Name DER the bards that mein'ry
bring
Upon your recollection,
And see II the poets true "Wel-
kin ring"
Isn't down then an inspection.
Think Heaven could hold Lord
Byron's bones. who wrote his own
perdition
And Pope's, whose knavish native
means, are in his odd edition?
Or Burns safe anchorage ''Over
there, beside the heavenly beacon.
That Shakespeare could securely swear
himself into . deacon?
Great God! Where's Poe:
Id like TO know.
Who mourned his sanity maiden "
And there IL SAKE.
'Twould sorely tax We.
To swear he'd found his Alden
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You'll find no heavenly leaven
Yes. read their cards and you'll find
all bards,
Journeyina away from heaven.
> It's not the good
Who find much food
To feed their flocks of lambs on.
Tn wasted note.
Where first was wrote,
Their silly imperfect psalms on:
stood, ms poets should,
Mimicking the Friars of Dion.
Who came next day. to preach and
Their fiocks, with his poetry, male
siege on.
And Campbell waxed vain.
sinners he'd slain,
By the use of his hymns ut the Altar;
But we know he stood In,
With the emissaries OF sin,
And made sport OF the sanctified
Psalter.
And now have shown II.
How you can atone 1t:
The sinyOu've by accident committed)
No. haven't, let US see!
Have ] shown you how to be,
Though yourself without help stood
acquitted?
Well. IL I. haven't. what about 1t ?
Whb hasthe right to doubt 1t,
II we make our amends to the printer;
Tell him wen forever stop 1t,
Promise evermore to drop II,
Orat least, write no more until winter.l
And my friend, your hand to
shake Il,
And say, how will you take II;
(Of the ''snti" bilious Iejuvenating |
health elixir?
Fer he or she, know not,
And don't know but trow not,
For II l haven't fixed him, l can
fix 'er.
sa1tna Nov II 1892