The Louisiana Democrat. [volume] (Alexandria, La.) 1845-1918, 1882-01-04
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AN APosTROPHE TO THE WIND.
BY MISS H. L. M'EvoY.

Oh! gay elf make with hie this ono,
your glad homo.
whence come We? will tell mel ant
whittier We go?
Will teach me your wild strains, I 81
yearn to know?
Ye will not? Then haste you blithe
rover away,
III watch you with Natures sweet
children at play.
At times onward bounding with quick
lightning speed,
Up, up on the mountain, then down on
the mead;
Now soothing Creation with low mel.
low song,
Now martial notes sounding its deer
aisles along.
All lightly caressing tho dew-lader
rose,
Thus raising its petals from lovely re-
pose;
Or frisking or fitting in bloom laden
bower,
A rich perfume robbing from each
graceful flower.
There, dancing and swinging, and
whirling around,
The bright blossoms showering all over
the ground;
Quick bend thee, my lily, thy soft wax
With thee would the reveler sport heed
lessly now.
First tanning, then kissing thy petals
of snow,
Light bending to daily with rivulets
flow:
My fair pet we've broken-Oh! peace,
be at rest
Ye've crushed too, the butterfly rocked
on its breast.
What! still bounding onward! Pray
whittier mad sprite
Where next will you wander, woo, fro.
lie and blight
Deep down in the valley, mid wierd
sylvan shade
10 vary the beauty by green leaflets
made:
Ye watt them, We Irvine them, re part
and ye fold
Then, fleck them all over with sun
yelling gold,
Now snatch them, and scatter they sink
and they rise,
Those wild forest banners of all forms
and dyes.
Ye chase them iight-footed DER mead
ow and brook,
Then toss them to moldcr in some lone
ly nook;
And next on the streamlet Je spin and
ye whirl
Its dear harmless waters In bright
wavelets curl.
Swift grasp the foam Jewels that CLEAN
on Its tide
And bear them triumphant in flower
cups to hide.
What wakes you now spirit, to storm
daring wrath?
See mansion and strong oak all swept
from your path.
Ye mount the calm ocean, the tempest
bell toll,
And fierce angry waters bound spurn-
ing controls
Mad boistrous carousals, high revel ye
keep,
Thus dashing and lashing the waves Of
the deep.
But list! the soft echoes low stealing
along
The rocky bound borders-'tis lullaby
song.
Ye chant It and blue waves are sink
ing to rest,
As play-wearied enfant, on broad ocean
breast.
10 cloud-land next speeding with fran
tic delight,
Ye weave there strange weaving, fam
tastic, grand, bright,
Ye pile purple pillows with gold gleam-
ing crest
And great craggy mountains all over
The west.
Gay banners Of crimson ye deity nnfurl
And phantom ships DER US, ye launch
and We whfrl; -:
Now shifting and drifting, each dark
summer cloud
Ys bind; the deep beauty Of heaven ye
shrOud.
Then turning defiant, with quick
quenchless mirth, 81
Ye pelt with bright rain-drops the fair
face of earth.
Now lift with a magical touch Of your
hand
The shadows-what lovelincss broods |
n,pr the landi
Thus mystical worker, gay, saucy. CO.
quette,
)f nature the terror, the playmate, the
pet, sl
Your blithe winsome gambols, the
ruins you raise
see, and list charmed by your oft |
changing lays.
Now ripping in melody, low minor
Suw swelling in harmony grand, thrill
ling, tree,
But whence ye are sprlnging and
whittier ye 60
Are secrets not told in your musical
how.
IN on ! tarry not, for your mission is
Te life,teeming zephyr, ye death-laden
blast;
IN, I in your wailings, each light
graceful trill
Will catch the deep echoes Of Gods
changeless will.
iA1L morning! glorious time of day |
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