Indiana Palladium, Volume 1, Number 19, Lawrenceburg, Dearborn County, 13 May 1825 — Page 4
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Come Inspiration from thy hermit scat. By mortals seldom found '-
original. JUT NATIVE HOME. Though far avv3y from friends I wander, Though in a distant land I roam; Oft does imagination ponder, Upon my long forsaken home. Though many diff'rent climes I visit, And many a hospitable dome; I ne'er shall find one so exquisite, As that dear spot my native home. Oh! many are the scenes which bind me, To that delightful spot of earth; And strong the ties which still incline me, To that blest home which gave me birth. A parent's love and kind protection, On memory's tablet stands most dear; A brother's, sister's, friend's affection, Each claims the tribute of a tear. Those rural scenes, nhere once I sported, And spent my hours in festive joy; Where pleasure's golden dreams I courted, And made a god of every toy. Those charming fields, that vale and meadow How bright their glow to memory still 1 Yes, and there 9tands my fav'rite willow, Down by the sweetly murmuring rill. There oft beneath its shade reclining, I've felt the magic of its charms; For there I could, without repining, Seek sweet repose in !Somnu3J arms. For pleasure, oft with lovely Nancy, Ive wander'd through that verdant grove; VVc rang'd the flow'ry fields of fancy, And felt a mutual glow of love. My youthful heart was then delighted, My moments sweetly passed away; But now, alas! those joys are blighted, And I from friends am far away. But I will leave this land of sorrow, And haste from this ungrateful shore; 3'1I hie me to ray friends to-morrow, And leave those rural shades no more. Then when grim death my days shall number, '." A friendly band shall close my eye; Without a sigh, without a murmur, ril-cajmly lay me down and die. Edwin.
MISCELLANEOUS SELECTIONS.
"profit blended with amusement."
FRIENDSHIP AND LOVE. CHAPTER I. When this earth was created there were
two passions breathed upon the soul of man,
which have been greater sources of pain and pleasure, of deep agony and exquisite joy, than almost any others friendship and love. The one, such as binds man to man, that faithful, strict, stern quality, which calmly
regards the interest of another as its own,
and seeks another sell :n the companion of a
friend. The other, that soft, sweet, weep
ing, smiling, dreaming passion, made up of
fond expectations, exquisite visions, and brilliant hopes, changing shape and colour every moment of its existence, and wreathing itself into a thousand delightful and beautiful appearances, like the sportive mist, curling or sleeping on the mountain side, yet sometimes enveloping the soul in a bondage so complete and cunning, that in losing the power of freedom it loses the will to be free. Not the veriest slave that is buried alive in
the dungeons of the inquisition, or the fabled
giants of old, who writhed beneath the moun
tain weight which Jupiter had hurled upon
their rebellious lorms, could be in more per
feet dependence than the victim who loses
himself in the endless labyrinth of love. Energetic indeed must he that soul which may not he carried away when the "torrent softness" pours upon it, or which can act what reason dictates, if love's adamantine chains have encircled it in their dangerous hold. There were two young fellows, rising up to the expanded sentiments and imagina
tions of men. Long habit, a combination of
ten thousand little adventures, and mutual hopes and fears, and affections; the fact, that both were about to travel on together over the path of life, that spreads its dim and mysterious track before them; and the spreading of each other's fancies and opinions, and each intertwining with the other, and growing up in strength and beaut', all united in making them friends not the butterfly companions that fly away and disappear at the first chill blast of winter and storm, but beings who were prepared to dare and to defy all the wants and temptations and miseries of the world ; hand in hand to bear up with each other against the coldest anguish that fate might be preparing to pour across their way, and to live and die in each others esteem3 amid all the revolutions
of time, through its prosperity and adversity, through its misery and joy. I like to be brief, and mean to make my story short and sweet; so skipping over the first dawning of the passion, with its ticklish sensations and opening dreams, I come at once to the point. Henry, the elder by a few months, fell in love. The object came
like a beautiful vision through the circle bfj
his sight, and he admired her. She smiled, and his heart opened beneath the melting sweetness, as the fragrant flower spreads its
leaves beneath the winning smile of morn
in"-. She spoke that silver-toned music to
fascinate the heart, the voice of woman, and
Henry bowed down before the magic of the
sound.
What a singular thing love is. It is a sort
of mental diseasc-but then a kind of mala
dy so delicious, so full of delightful little
pains in the left side of the breast, such a
continual succession of pretty agonies such a bird-like fluttering at the heart, that it
is sometimes preferred even to dull and un-
poetical health. As soon as our young friend found him
self entrapped he began to change his con
duct, only ate a little at breakfast, would
take up a newspaper, and fling it down a-
gain always stopped in reading blackstone
if he came to the name of queen Elizabeth,
and would delight to read of the statutes passed under her reign. He would fix his
eyes upon the ceiling, put his legs on the back of a chair, and sit for hours "wrapped
in cogitation deep." Sometimes melancholy
in the sentimental sweetness of his reflec
tions, and then so merry that no situation or
company could restrain the exuberance o his momentary joy.
William was a fine youngster, who could
"see as far into a millstone as any body else
when he perceived the alarming situation
of his friend, he did give away to a long
laugh, whereat Henry was in no ways de
lighted, but bore it all with good humour
and forbearance. "Who is sher said William.
"She!" said Henry "what d'ye mean by
she?11
"Why who did you walk with the other
day?" "That was Elizabeth Percival." "Do you love her?" "How d'ye mean love?" "Why, d'ye tote her?" "Certainly I do." "Does she like you?" Henry pulled up his shirt collar. "She does not hate me I hope." "Well," said William, "then, I tell yoi
what, don't be down-cast my boy there is
nothing dishonourable in it hem only-
remember the old story about falling in
love." As much as to say it must be beneath
a man. "But you shall introduce me wil
airy imaginations of our heroes rose arid throbbed in the spell that seemed to slumber on the earth, and ride on the breeze, and give loveliness to the moonlight, and beauty to the cloud. "Gad! I wish I was there," said Harry. The distance was not great, and they soon were seated in her presence. They had not long conversed when Henry saw, by the sparklein his friend's eye that he was not disappointed in the beauty of the lady, and
in good truth he thought he had no reason
to be.
Elizabeth Percival was enough to set them
both together by the cars. Harry had said she was beautiful she was more than beautiful. Now do I begin to tremble for my reputation when I have such an object before me as a lovely girl, and am going to attempt a description. I like to paint a mountain or a river; or the moon; or sun. I don't care so much about a city, or even a nation. I will take Mount Etna, with all its bellowing thunder and spouiing fire, and transplant it in my page, and with a few scratches of my pen, by the aid of letters, 1 will give you as delightful a battle as ever you saw all its prodigious fury and tumult, with the shrieks and thunders, and flashes, and blood, shall be mingled up together, as a sweet draught for the dainty palate of some
sentimental Miss; and you shall have
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OF FORFJG.V LITERS TURE SCIE.XCE. -v-w v"vx THIS work is composed t niirely, as its title implies, of selections froracretgn Journals. A few words may show that it is however far from being adverse tu our own institutions or literature and that, on the contrary, it may have an important ffect in preventing the dissemination of doctrines in discordar.ee with the principles upon which our society is constituted. ome of the British Keviewg and Magazines, are reprinted in tbis country exactly a they appear at homeland they, as well as thos which are not published here, emLrace much mat
ter of little interest and no advantage to our readers and which is not unfnquently fitted to vitiats their literary taste, their morals, or their political principles. 13ut while it cannot be denied that there is in all thfse foreign Journals a large part which consists of details snd speculations which are uninteresting to American readers, or mischievous in their political or moral tendency, it is equally certa?n that a considerable portion of their contents is of general application and ol interest and value, and that they embrace much that is in a very high degree interesting and curious practicable, sound and abh icncd and elegant; much that will excite thought and refine the imagination that will 1 raise the -enius and mend the heart And when we consider that the greatest philosophers and statesmen, as well as poets, critics, and all other men of literature, now find the periodical press ih&
channel through which their opinions can b con-
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pretty a dust kicked up for vour amusement v.ved Wlt UiC K1"" certainty anu cneci io ma as ever man or woman laughed at. Bat lightest nurrber of men, it w:!l appear very evident,
that a knowledge ol what is tnus written anu uons
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"If I do, I Jo but if do 1 11 -
"Hush! nonsense there's no danger of
me I you know me too well to think that
I would be guilty of such a virtue as falling
in love so come, we will go and see her to
night will you? "
"Well, since you desire it, I will but take
care of yourself you are llesh and blood,
Bill and if you
He was answered by a merry laugh, and
that evening was agreed upon as the time
tor the first fatal visit.
Now I like confidence in friends, but I
think love-confidence is always mal apropos.
Love, like the yellow fever, is catching, and
it is wrong to venture into the infected dis
trict my triend should perform a three
years' quarantine betore I let him spread sail
tor the home ot mv heart.
Henry thought differently and in re
membering the triumph ol displaying so much beauty to his friend, he forgot that
bright eyes and charming manners that an
elegant mind, breathing its magic in a beau
tiful face, might enchant others as well as
himself.
The night came, and just the night it was
"to make even an oyster fall in love" moon
light and starlight were shed in their path
as they started, arm in arm, for the dwell
ing of the much talked of and admired Miss
Percival. The sky was very bright, and
the earth was very beautifully still, as if they
had conspired together to cheat the young daring philosopher of his heart and happi
ness. It almost seemed as it no star had ever twinkled so cunningly and prettily before
as it did on this evening, and the moon never
rode on with such serenity and grace through her chequered path of star, and sky, and cloud. The trees had a lacivious softness in their rustling of their branches, and a most provoking but luxuriant fascination seemed to float upon the whispering breeze
the city hall was so snowy white and tran
quil in the broad stream of light that fell on
its sculptured marble, and the brown high
walls ot the Iheatre seemed to wrap themselves up in their sombre shadow, as if si
lently enjoying the beauty of the night. All the buildings of all the surrounding streets, with all their charming variety of light and shade, and shape, and colour, combined to increase the magic of tfee scene ; and the
always approach a handsome woman with wary caution. They arc such dangerous, bewitching, heart-breaking creatures; with all their endless profusion of dark glances and sweet smiles, and musical voices, and rosy lips, that may give as much trouble to the poor wearied out author in the way of business as they do to all unfortunate fellows who have to get their hearts singed with their fiery glances, and they create as much confusion and perplexity in the literary as in the? physical world. But my present subject must be treated of as soon as possible, so st it I must go.
In the first place, she was not tall; but then her figure was so graceful and well pro
portioned, that I would not have had her
any taller besides, the poet remarks, that
"brevity is the soul of wit;" and in this in
stance it seemed also the spirit of beauty. Her forehead was high, open, and turned in
one of nature's happiest efforts. She had a
nose partly aquiline and partly Grecian,
combining the beauties of both, without the faults of either. Her eyes were large, dark,
and expressive. Just let the reader ima
gine the prettiest pair of eyes he ever saw,
and he will hit it exactly. There was al
ways a glow upon her cheek and such a mouth, so sweet in its smile so winning in its pensive expression; and such eloquent
sentiments often breathed from it in its speech , that when it spoke no sound, it seemed as if the spirit of eloquence and sense lingered round it yet. If I have said too much
for those who have not seen her, I have not
paid enough for those who have so I will
pause in the happy medium, and please all the world.
abioad is nec essary to the successful cultivation of our own literature, and impc-rUnt to the politician, scholar and men of business, as well as to him wh3 readd only for amusement. To persons who res.de at a distance from the great depositories of New Books and New Inventions, a work conducted upon this plain is peculiarly important, as affording to them an opportunity of keeping pace, in some degree, with the progress of knowledge, tt a very trifling expense of money sr
time.
DESCRIPTION OF BEAUTY. FANNY POWER. I must sing of the youthful plant of rent-
lest mien Fanny, the beautiful and warm-
souled the maid of the amber-twisted ringlets the air-lifted and light-footed virgin
the elegant pearl and heart's treasure of
Erin; then waste not the fleeting hour let
us enjoy it in drinking to the health of Fan
ny, the daughter of David.
It is the maid of the magic lock I sing
the fair swan of the shore for whose love a
multitude expires. Faniw, the beautiful.
whose tresses are like the evening sunbeam whose voice is like the blackbird's morn
ing song: O, may I never leave the world
until, dancing in the air at her wedding, I
shall send away the hours in drinking to
r anny, tne daughter ot Uavid.
GRACY NUGENT. I delight to talk of thee! blossom of fair
ness! Cracj-, the most frolic of the young
and lovely who from the fairest of the province bore away the excellence: Happy is
he who is near her, for morning nor evening,
gnei nor fatigue, cannot come near him: her mien is like the mildness of a beautiful
dawn: and her tresses flow in twisted folds:
she is the daughter of the branches. Her
neck has the whiteness of alabaster the
softness of the cygnet's bosom is hers; and
he glow ot the summer s sunbeam is on her
countenance. Oh! blessed is he who shall obtain thee, fair daughter of the blossoms
maid ot the spiry locks!
Sweet is the word of her lip, and sparking the beam of her blue rolling eye; and
close round her neck cling the golden tresses of her head; and her teeth are arranged
n beautiful order. I say to the maid ofi
youthful mildness, thy voice is sweeter than
he voice of birds: everv grace, every charm
play around thee; and though my soul de-
ignts to sing thy praise, yet I must quit the heme to drink with a sincere heart to thy
healtbj Gracy of the soft-waving ringlets.
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Administrators' Notice.
riTlHE creditors of Mom Tapky, late cf the
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