Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1902-05-23

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THE PLEASURES OF HOPE.
Thomas CAMPBELL
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But the noble mind forever brood,
The willing victim of a weary mood,
On heartless cares that squander life away
And cloud young Genius frightening into day?-
Shame to the coward thought that e'er betrayed
The noon of manhood to myrtle shade J.
If HOPES creative spirit cannot raise
One trophy sacred to thy future days,
Scorn the dull crowd that haunt the gloomy shrine
Of hopeless love to murmur and repine
But, should sigh of mder mood express
Thy hearwarm wishes, true to happiness,
Should Heavens fair harbinger delight to pour
Her blissful visions on thy pensve hour,
No tear to blot thy memorys pictured page.
No fears but such fancy assuage;
Though thy wild heart some hapless hour may miss
The peaceful tenor of UNMARRIED bliss,
(For love pursues an ever devious race,
True to the winding lineamens of grace0
Yet still may HOPE her taisman employ
TO snatch from Heaven anticipated JOY,
And all her kindred energies impart
That burn the brightest in the purest heart.
When first the Rhodian's mimic art array'd
The queen of Beauty in her Cyprian shade,
The happy master mingled on his piece
Each look that charm'd him in the fair of Greece.
To faultless Nature true, he stole grace
From every finer form and sweeter face;
And as he soiourn'd on the Kgean isles,
Wood all their love, and treasured all their smiles
Then glowd the tints, pure, precious and refined
And mortal charms seem'd heavenly when combined
Love on the picture smiled Expression pourd
Her minglng spirit there-and Greece adored
So thy fair hand, enamor'd Fancy CLEANS
The treasured pictures of a thousand scenes;
Thy pencil traces the lovers thought
Some cottage home, from towns and toll remote,
Where love and lore may claim alternate hours,
With Peace embosomd in italian bowers
Remote from busy Lies bewilder'd way,
Der all his heart shall Taste and Beauty sway
Free on the sunny slope or winding shore,
With hermit steps to wander and adore
There shall he love- when genial morn appears,
Like pensive Beauty smiling in her tears,
To watch the frightening of the sky,
And muse on Nature with poets eye!-
And when the suns last spendor lights the deep,
The woods and waves and murmuring winds asleep,
When fairy harps TIL Hesperian planet hail,
And the lone cuckoo signs along the vale,
His path shall be where streamy mountains swell
Their shadowy grandeur DER the DELL
Where Wondering piles and forests intervene,
Mnglng with darker tints the living green;
No circling hills his ravishd eye to bound
Heaven, Earth, and Ocean, blazing all around.
The moon is up-the watch-tower dimy burns
And down the vale his sober step returns
But pauses oft, as winding rocks convey
The still sweet fall of music far away
And oft he fingers from his home awhile
To watch the dying notes |! t and start, and smile
Let Winter come let polar spirits sweep
The darkening world, and tempest troubled deep
Through boundess SHOWS the witherd heath deform,
And the dim sun scarce wanders through the storm,
Yet shall the smile of social love repay
With mental light the melancholy day
And when its short and suen noon is DER,
The ice-chain'd waters slumberng the shore,
How bright the fagots in his little hall
Blaze on the hearth, and warm the pictured wall
How bles he Names in Loves familiar tone,
The kind, fair friend by nature mark'd his own;
And in the waveless mirror of his mind
Views the fleet years of pleasure left behind,
Since when her empire DER his heart began
Since first he call'd her his before the holy man
Trim the gay taper in his rustic dome,
And light the wintry paradise of home
And let the half-uncurtan'd window hail
Some way-worn man benighted in the vale
Now while the moaning night-wind RACES high,
As..sweep the shot-stars down the troubled sky,
While fiery hosts in Heavens wide circle play,
And battle in lurd light the milky-way,
Safe from the storm, the meteor and the shower