. A selection of posthumous poems. ,— Lulling waters gently lave, Charming like a Summers dream : How they murmur on the ear,As they silent steal along;— How the drooping spirits cheerListening to their pensive song. 1)3 i- ; :• i. ft jfK^WS^rjs^^ EARLY RISING IN SPRING. J^— f tr j i EARLY RISING IN SPRING. Precious are these charms to life,—Pleasure, pure as heavenly bliss ! Unalloyd by angry strife, Sweet and chaste as virgin kiss ! Never, never let me rove, From pure Natures happy scenes,—?From the valley and the grove, Towering rocks and gushing streams. While the sun-glass drops its grain
. A selection of posthumous poems. ,— Lulling waters gently lave, Charming like a Summers dream : How they murmur on the ear,As they silent steal along;— How the drooping spirits cheerListening to their pensive song. 1)3 i- ; :• i. ft jfK^WS^rjs^^ EARLY RISING IN SPRING. J^— f tr j i EARLY RISING IN SPRING. Precious are these charms to life,—Pleasure, pure as heavenly bliss ! Unalloyd by angry strife, Sweet and chaste as virgin kiss ! Never, never let me rove, From pure Natures happy scenes,—?From the valley and the grove, Towering rocks and gushing streams. While the sun-glass drops its grains,Let me pass lifes fleeting hours Wrapt in sentimental strains, Neath the sunshine and the showers ; Till yon sun shall rise no moreTo refresh with morning light;— Till the birds last strain shall ponrIn the shades of coming night; Till my eyelids close in death,— And my spirit, far awayBorne aloft with fluttring breath, Mingles in eternal day. 114 \j y NmCJ^ S^v^a^V ^jfe^ -jfcr a Jar A 1 ?J •S *. FOSSIL WORLDS, OR THE PRIMITIVE ORGANIZATION OF OUR PLANET. Canto. I. So there are fossil worlds beneath our feet: How strange the story! not less strange than true :— Spread in thick layers, like one amazing sheet Of worlds extinct,—and other worlds that grewOut of the old ones,—those in turn destroyed,And not a living thing spared to supply the void. I-«• Creatures less perfect, on the lower crust •• Of this old world, first had the boon of life : HB Testacia, fish—and animals that must i Have lived awhile, with which earth then was rife :And these, by some strange law,-—some stern decree,Were likewise all consumed, all ceased to be ! ii5 . r* ^flk,* ^v Jjj^ V3fe^fc^^ ^OSSIL WORLDS. r $ 8- Once more, Creations mighty energy Peopled the mud, the waters and the land; Amid the caverns of the sounding sea, Millions of creatures, formed by Gods command More perfect still, were made to crawl or swim,— But these all passed away like vision
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