On this page
-
Text (2)
-
Untitled Article
-
Untitled Article
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software. The text has not been manually corrected and should not be relied on to be an accurate representation of the item.
-
-
Transcript
-
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software. The text has not been manually corrected and should not be relied on to be an accurate representation of the item.
Additionally, when viewing full transcripts, extracted text may not be in the same order as the original document.
Untitled Article
\> ,-st ? io n < mQQp&B 8 a&& ^^ - ^ Wrse ;^ i J ^ feziY ^ i'lA ^^^ siri ^ n ^ Where IJ 6 H 2 clung feeding like a bee—Both were mine ! Life went a Mayiug With Nature , Hope , and Poesy , When I was young !
When I was young \ ah , woeful when ! Ah for the change ' twixt now and then ! This breathing house not built with hands , This body , that does me grievous wrong . O ' er aery cjiffs and glittering sands Hov ? IJghtJy , then it flashed along ! Li ^ e those tri m ski ffs , unknown of yore , On w ^ n ^ Mg Jakes , and rivers wide ; Tlwtf asi ^ o . ajid , of sail or oar , wiod tide
X ^ . fe ^ . ^ . spiteof or ! Nougnt cared this body for wind or wea When Youth and I lived in ' t together ! Flowers a ¥ e lovely , Love is flower-like , Friendship fs'& iheltering tree , — O the jdys , that came down shower (
Of FfciBN 0 sHiP , Love , and Liberty , ~ „ o : tre I was old ! Ere I was old ? ah , mournful ere , Wii ! ch 4 ells me , Youth's no longer here ! O Youtfyl f 0 r years so many and sweet , * W \ & known that thou and I were one—I'ifjfeiak it but a fond conceit ; It cannot be that thou art gone !
Thy / vesper bell hath not yet tolled ; Am 4 . tfiou wert aye a masker bold—What strange disguise hast thou put on , ttY » ; jnajce believe that thon art gone ? I see tfyeae locks in silvery slips , This , dropping gait , this altered size ; But spring-tide blossoms on thy lips , Antf tears take sunshine from thine
eyes ! Life is but Thought ! so think I will , That Youth and I are house-mates still !" There are several delightful poems that we would select if we were not forbidden by our limits this trying month for Reviewers , when Editors are perpetually reminding us of large Indexes : we had marked for selection Mrs . Hemans ' s
" Wings of the Dove , " " Voice of Home , " and ** Memory of the Dead ; " Dale ' s * ' Vpice of Memory j" Malcolm ' s ' * Shadow ;* aud " The Wall-Flower , " an exquisite piece by Delta , the poetical corresponded of Black wood . We must content ourselves with the two
following , the first by a female Who has fUmady won many a wreath hi the conteaftiQJ ! ^ Parua ^ sus tf the ieccwdb ^ tiri old ^ 9 ^ wyili < rf i **>«' 'MuaeSi i' Wlibse f ttttnie J is ^ s ^ cfe ^ in joUr ln ^« trytt ^ h ^« riy pUHj a ^ ntthoiiKhts and foelinm ^ ' ° '
Untitled Article
A light w _ $ 9 n £ ( Uiomf yonder Aky , A star has left ^§ sphere ; The beautiful— -apd &o they die In yon brigljfrwo $ & as here ? Will that sta * leave a lonely place , A darkness on the night ?—No ; few will miss its lovely face , And none think heaven less bright !
What wert thou star of ?—vanished one ! What mystery was thine ? Thy beauty from the east is gone : What was thy sway and sign 2 Wert thou the star of opening youth ?—And is it then for thee , Its frank glad thoughts , its stainless truth , So early cease to be ?
Of hope ?—and was it to express How soon hope sinks in shade ; Or else of human loveliness , In sign how it will fade ? How was thy dying like the song > In music to the last , An echo flung the winds among ,: And then for ever past ? ,-.-. ..- ¦ > >¦ - ' Or didst thou sink as starssfthose tight The fair moon tenders vaini ?^*? - f
The rest shine forth ttetex ^ dark ; night , Thou didst not shitfti againu i y > i ' ' Didst thou fade gradual rr ^ nr the tinl ^ The first great curse was hartfd , c *• i Till 16 st in sorrow and ; ia ) drime >^ Star of pur ea ^ iyiwprid !•!• af ¦ <' Forgotten and departed stat !
A thousand ^ ldries » hiiie ' - ; Bound the blud u | idijight % regal car , Who then remembers thine ? Save when some mournful bard like me Dreams over beauty gone , And in the fate that waited thee , Reads what will be his own . L . E . L .
" On an Eclipse of the Moon at Mijonight . By The Rev . W . L . BowuEs Up—up—into the vast expanded space * < Thou art ascending in thy majesty , Beautiful Moon , the queen of the pale sky ! . « . ¦ But what is that , which gathers on ' thy
face , v ... .- , c * , ; ..,., A dark , mysterious shade , e ^ ipsing ^ slOW . .- , ! ; y . o , Hi ;; The splendour of thy calm and , $ tfa #£ a , s $ llgnt ? . . / ' . / , ; ' . ¦' -.. In '! ' , It is the shadow of this world of w ^ q , Of this vast moving . world :, por ^( p # fl
sight , . . Sl ,. : ( 4 i ; .-, ; .. As if we almost stood aud saw more Its very action—ato ° st heard it roll r , , On ; in the 8 wlftues 8 of its dread career ,. As iir Jfath , r 6 $% f ^ r a ges ! ' $ \ vb , wy [ Wt " : ; , ; 1 : ^;^ -: ^ '¦' - •
Untitled Article
€ tii £ >^ mtt # > $ . 921
Untitled Article
, VOL . ibvA - . i ' ^} ' V .-m p ] &rrjM <> ' J :. g .. « b-.
-
-
Citation
-
Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Dec. 2, 1827, page 921, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct1803/page/65/
-