Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1894-07-08
Verses by DIR. Alexander.
AnafN-II Z, Va Inn. "


To the Editor OF the Dispatch:
The news OF the death Of Or. Henry g.
Alexander. nomine illuStre. saddens many
n heart In this part OF the state. No man
resident hereabout ever was loved by as
many persons. or with an affection more
ardent than was this courtly gentleman
and Christian. His kindly heart prompted
him 10 loving words and acts, which are
cherished As priceless legacies in hun
dreds Of homes.
No one eyer found more pleasure IN
speaking complimentary, pleasing words,
or being one in the Joy or sorrow OF tne
household.
Bslow are found some lines which the
beloved Doctor repeated IA an address de-
livered TO the girls Of the Normal school
some years since, AMI priced by the writer
az a gift from a cherished friend; now,
alas. no more. PETER NlNSION.
For DR. Peter Winston. with the com
pliments OF the author
Noir Naples ct Mourn.
go "Jetant au loin mes regards sur ce
mirOir eclatant ct limpide De In mer
Tyrrnenienne, j. me demandais, part
moi d'ou pOuvait Venir IN 81 triste pro-
VERDE. dams le pays le plus gal, le plus
insouciant It le plus heureux Out soft au
monde: Noir Naples It Mourir'
As ] was walking on the strand
OF Gaetas sheltered sea,
4 stranger with fervent eye
stopped and accosted me,
\ melancholy smile he wore;
In accents sweet and clear
With mournfu eentlencss he said.
"Noir Naples II MOURN
The word was true: search every cline
From Thibet 70 the pole:
Where sultry wildernesses blaze.
or icy torrents roll:
Seek rest in autumn's scarlet shade,
In vernal bloom find cheer:
Thy cup Is not yet fun: ana now
Noir Naples II MOURN,
Leave Erln's green and dewy isle
Bright emerald Of the waves;
Shun STORED StrasbOurg's minister pile
Cologne's cathedral naves'
From England's gray and humid skies
Thy wandering pinnace steer,
Forget Loeb Katrines purple wales;
Voir Naples IT MOURN!
".
The SwitZer's pinnacleS OF gold
And opal rise aiar,
The Jungfrau's sleeps in glory yelled
Await the evening star;
The lake IL crimson, and the brow
OF Wetterhorn Is near;
But stay not IN the SwitZers home,
Voir Naples ct MOURN!
V
Seek not the many sparkled Sleam
OF Rios star-lt bay;
Nor gorges OF the Pyrenees
With bold GustaVc DOre;
From Athens turn Pentelicus,
Hymettus crave team:
Enchantment fingers in the tone,
Nor Naples ct MOURN.
Fond souls who dream gay dreams auions
The castles OF the Rhine
And who are wont with zest 10 praise
La belle France clad with vine
Neglect the plains OF Brittany,
And while the leaf is sere.
or when the frost Is on the bough,
NOir Naples ct MOURN.
VII.
From Genoa, where Milton sang.
From Florence, and from Rome
Where Michael Angelo hath poised
St Peters awful dome,
Get thee in haste; Italian skies
Are to Italians dear:
But micrOcOsm of the whole
Voir Naples et MOURN!
VIII
Sweet terraces and colonnades
Spring from a CLASSY bay;
Chateaux and castle-pictured heights
Bloom in an endless May.
Lemon and orange-sroVes and spires,
Bask listless IN the rear.
yesuyius In shadow glares:
Voir Naples ct MOURN!
| A queen among her vassal lords
The darling OF the wave
Constantinople with her towers
And minarets looks brave:
Let naughty Turk approach with joy
The mighty Old worlds bier;
| Go Christian, tosPOmpeiFs tomb:
Noir Naples et mourir'
Red death Is blushlng on thy fruits,
And In thy sunset skies;
| Thy rudy plain-thy violet hills,
Were oft the victor's prize;
The lake Avernus, Acheron.
Make the descent look sheer
Though easy, 10 the neither world,
Voir Naples et MOURN.
MY soul. the world is vanity;
Thy pilgrim shroud prepared
Zen coula'st thou stay the hand OF time,
Thou would st not linger there.
The mournful riddle now Is plain,
The gentle proverb clear:
The earth hath one thing worth the sight
Voir Naples ct MOURN.
II. c. A.
December. lS57.
For Over fifty Years
Mrs. winslow's Soothing Syrup mas been
used for children teething. 1t soothes the
child, softens the gums. allays all pain.
x.,t.a cotlc ara "a tha nast rama.iy