The Wilmington daily Republican., 1895-10-11
THE wIssaHIcKoN.

Oh lovely wlssahiolson what beauties
round shine.
Thy praises have been sounded by might
Ter pen than mlns.
But yet this ono small tribute to thee
freely bring
In cadence sweet and tuneful Ifain would
OF thee sing.
paradise for lovers within thy gladas ls
found,
In thy primeval wlldness romantic spots
are found,
If fate had not bereft me. II fortune only
smiled,
To live within thy preoln cts fain would
be begniied.
Thore mid thy rugged bsauty with some.
one whom know.
To share with me lies duty 'twers life
But ah those bllssful Visions to me
must be denied,
For me no lovers rambles for me no
blooming bride.
Then let me change the music to IIRht
ant giadeome key.
Thy paths are FREQ to others unmarried by
fate like me.
Let loyers praise thy beauties let suges OF
Then lovely wlssahIckon farewell to thee,
farewell.
THE MONASTERY.
On the banks Of wiasahlckon whore the
city seems to end.
And where meadow stream and woodland
all their charms together blend,
Stands a quaint and curious farmhouse
OF Colonial days OF yore.
Standing all alone unnoticed like book
Of ancient lore.
When twas burlded none oan tell US some
Two centuries or more,
Have passed by white storm and tempest
heat it walls so grim and hoar.
History tella US that tho Dunkars when
theysought this western land.
Settled here aud built tais fortress for to
guard their little band.
Ia the old world prosecuted by the a,nts
wicked men,
They sailed to that land Of freed ON meath
the rule of William Fem,
Here amid the scenes of nature robcd In
cassock and In eowl,
They these solitudee disputed with the
katydld aud owl.
Even now l think see them as It chimes
the midnight hour.
Marching down towards the valley whore
the stately pine trees tower;
l can almost hear the chanting as they
pass before my sight.
Sounding wondrous. solemn, wIerdlike In
the stiffness of the night.
Here dame nature sheds her charms with
a wild and lavish hand.
over valley, crag and torrent In scena
surpasslng grand;
When tho old bell sounded freedom over
forrest. hill and dale.
Here Old Glory proudly tioated its tri.
color TO tho gale.
There's legend weird and tragic too Of
this romantic spot,
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happy lot;
And the Indian Rock so famous doth to
us the story tell
or that poor young Indian lass who loved
not wissiy but too we'll
Many a gay equipage passes DER the
Wlssahickon bridge.
By the cave where once as monarch lived
tho hermit OF tina ridge;
And the laughter Cf the tourist sou ndeth
Ger the leafy dell.
In the pince that knew no echo when the
hermit there did dwell.
Many q mansion since that's bulldod now
lies cru milling In decay.
Yot 1t stands lifting tribute OF those
men who lived to pray,
Many ,iclsstudeB and changes that old
ruin has lived to see.
There 1t stands an ancient landmark of
the times that used to be-
Often here the sturdy settler sought tho
shelter OF lts wnils.
When pursued by savage Indians and
found refuge in Its halls;
Often TOO the wonry hunter tired. benight. 4
cd In the chase.
Saw with Joy'its iight'e bright gllmmer
us he mends his siackened pace.
And ths graves where those old pilgrims
were so Quletly laid TO rest.
by the feet OF merry farm lace are now
Irodden down and pressed
Der the place they once held sacred Far
mer Bnrrett guides his pioughs.
And the ground they consecratod serves
Y paddUci Ior his cows.
Mrs. William Davidson will arrive homo
from Providence and Boston on Saturday
evening.
Lincoln street, from Delaware avenue
to Lowering avenue Ia being paved.