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For me Emerald.
Does Hope's sweet charity inspire,
To fill the breast with fond desire ? ODE TO HOPE.
Say, do you kindly sympathize Angel of Light! why bast thou ied, Cherish, assist, console, advise ? Why hast thou ceas'd thy balm to shed, or does your haughtier spirits with dis. Which soothes my wounded heart?
dain Must sad reality present,
From Hope's celestial, humbler acts No picture but of discontent,
refrain, And anguish keen impart ?
And while you with regardless guile Once friendship's joys extatic beam,
pretend Plac'd round my heart with hopes.su. Insult misfortune, and desert the friend? preme,
If such your pride and guilty shame, But now the sad-reverse I see,
Repent and be forgiven, Fortune and fate both frown on me. Nor longer spurn the glorious aim How oft by visionary sehemes,
The cherish'd hope of Heaven !
"S." By airy phantoms, golden dreams, Is hopeful man misled?
Boston, January, 1807. When pleasure wings the laughing
hour, Mow oft the clouds of sorrow low'r, Round his devoted head.
ARISTODIMUS. Thus once, each throbbing transport
fillid My heart, by faithless friendship chill'd, "The oracle had demanded a virgin victin. I mournstern fate's severe decree, of the blood-royal, as the price of Mes. Those whom I lov'd, now frown on me. senia's safety. The lot had fallen on
the daughter of Lycurgus, who fled with As down the stream of life we sail,
her. Stimulated by ambition, Aristodei And spread all canvass to the gale, The mermaid pleasure's sings,
mus voluntarily offered his child: her
betrothed husband, to save her life, as. To lure us to her fatal shore, While time unheeded passing o'er,
serted she was pregnant ; Aristodemus
immediately stabbed her, and bade the Brings anguish on his wings.
priest convince himself of the falsehood But now misfortune's stern control, of this evasion. He obtained the crown ; Bids diappointments chill my soul; but the reflection, how he had obtained it, Chief, I can obtain, is pity's fee,
never could be obliterated; and, at She, whom I love ! refuseth me.
length, he slew himself upon his daugh
ter's tomb." : Some pay their vows to Wealth or Power, To gild their little short liv'd hour,
A SEPULCHRE. TIME-NICHT. With borrow'd light to shine :With slavish toil, to earn the prize, Yet once again-again at this dread That glitters in their dazzled eyes ;
hour, And bursts the golden mine.
When nature slumbers in serene repose,
And only murderers wake :-I come to But disappointments all await,
[come, Such is the true decree of Fate ;
O'er thy cold grave my child! again I No more, sweet hope ; I joy in thee!
Worn out with anguish, and the keenest While Fate and Friendship frown on me.
pangs (dreadful shades! Oh say, ye, who by Fortune blest, That frenzying Memory knows. Ye. By riches favour'd, and by friends ca- Ye sullen monumental groves of death! ress'd ;
To you I come ; escap'd the wearing What is thy human part ? When your connexions feel distress, Of empire, and its loathsome pageantry, From various fates and ill success Sunk to the father, comes the wretched Wounding the feeling heart.
Othou cold clay-once moulded by Earine ! Androcles ! look on me! the hand
Behold me in the autumn of my days, Oflavish Nature to perfection's form- When had I known to feel afather's love, Once animate with life, and youth, and My daughter's care had smooth'd the love ;
path of age,
(oak, Once my Earine! Again I come Behold me withering like the blasted To pour my sorrows forth, and call to Struck by the wrath of Heaven. No view
(wild with rage, ever night (ries throng, What this cursed hand destroyed; when Descends, but round my couch the fu. With savage superstitson, and the lust Dreadful they smile, and in their red Of empire, I destroy'd the fairest work
eyes glares Of bounteous heaven-blasted the open- Horrible expectation ! ing bud
Lightnings comeOf beauty-cast away the ties of man-Rush round my head-annihilate my And murdered my dear child !
(thou come? Oh, she was dear! Thou fearful spectre, wherefore dost I loved her-how I loved her, witness Where dost thou beckon ? Spirit of my heaven!
[heart; child, Witness the eternal grief that gnaws my Why bare that bleeding breast ? Earine, Witness the days in fruitless efforts Spare me! Earine! my murder'd child, worn,
(will rise ; Spare thy poor father-tho' he spar'd To check the bitter thoughts that still not thee! Witness the nights, when memory-- Thou pointest to the sword-this impi. sleepless find
(dear! ous sword Fevers my throbbing brain. Oh, she was There is no hope—no mercy : I obey For she was all a father's heart could The dreadful call-accurst, abandon'd wish :
wretch, Health blossom'd in her cheek, and in Down to perdition !-(He stabs himself.) her voice
[ling ere The soul of music breath'd ; her spark. Spoke each emotion of her gentle soul, Most eloquent. Messenia never saw
Keep your own Secrets. A maid more lovely than Earine
Says Richard to Tom, with a good deal A happier father, than her barbarous
of heat, sire.
*My secret you've basely betray'd : Now I can praise thy falsehood, when “When I told you I never suppos'd too late,
[bopes. you'd repeat, Androcles !--I had sanction'd all his “ And after the promise you made !" He saw her eye beam love; he heard“ Friend Richard," quoth Thomas, her voice
“you're sadly astray ; Breathe tenderness; and Nature bade “ The secret I told, it is true ; The fond, false plea. Some fury at that “ But if it's so precious you cannot but hour [the sword,
say, Possess'd me-in her breast I plung'd “ Three guardians are better than Gor'd her white besom, though her
[clasp'd hands Look'd up to me for aid, though her
Bad and Worse. Clung round my knees for safety. 1" My wife's so very bad,” cried will, beheld
(grasp "I fear slie ne'er will hold it,Her livid cheek convulse-I felt her “She keeps her bed!"-"Mine's worse' My knees, in life's last struggle--I be. said Phil,
held [thousands round" The jade has just now sold it.” Her starting eye.balls ;--calm when Rais'd one instinctive cry; when even
The best Nobility. the priest
[was calm-That I was noble born, allow you must; Started, and shriek'd with horror-I Chaste was iny mother, and my father just I only-1-her father! But the hand
? Boston, ( Mass.) Published Of Heaven lies heavy on the murderer
BY BELCHER & ARMSTRONG, now!
No. 70, State Street.
Boston, Saturday, February 28, 1807.
FOR THE EMERALD.
10 THE WANDERER.
drawing room, that the female part of the company was but just assembled, and tea not yet served up, as the gentlemen had not arrived.
You may be sure my situation was THE WANDERER,
not very pleasant. Placed between NO. 68.
two ladies whom I had never before seen, I was condemned to listen to dissertations on dress, critiques on
theatrical performances, and comProvince House, Feb. 27,1807.
parisons of the merits of Labottiere
and Cipriani, who sport on light You will doubtless feel surprise fantastic toe. I therefore looked at seeing my signature to a commu- forward with impatience for the nication dated in this metropolis, coming of the beaux, confident that when you recollect the opinion 1 their presence would give life to the have already expressed of your city conversation and enable me to reap and its manners.* Be assured, the promised enjoyment. But alas, sir, that necessity, not inclination, sir, I was wofully disappointed.brought me again within your lim- The same unmeaning observations its, and every moment I am confin- were reiterated by them, and the ed here is rendered unpleasant by only alteration experienced by their my being obliged to witness your arrival was overcrouding the alreafashionable follies. Friendship and dy uncomfortably crouded room.affinity require me to associate with One of my fair cousins regretted the H, family, of which I gave you deeply that there was no room for some account in my former letter, card tables, and observed to me in a .and a few evenings since I was drag- half whisper that her father was so ged into a tea-party by them, under unfashionable that he had forbidden the
assurance that the visitants her to introduce play, though she would be very sclect and all of the always joined the card parties afirst sort, and that I could not but broad, and last night only had won enjoy myself. You shall hear the twenty dollars. Loudly exclaiming result.
against the practice, I found all eyes I waited till eight o'clock at my upon me, and overheard a young lodgings, notwithstanding the din of coxcomb ask my friend's son,“ who political war which raged round the that cursed boor was,” and also had fire-side, naturally concluding that the mortification to hear him reply, the evening was half spent; but I “O an old quiz of a relation we are found on being ushered into the obliged to endure, as we expect by See Wanderer No. 38.
and by to finger his cash." I was
next obliged to listen to a vile thum P. $. I have related the adren
ring on the piano-forte, the musicture to one of the three representaof which I observed had no other tives who come from our town, and effect, than causing all the company though I supposed my young cousin to talk louder than before in order was bantering when she mentioned to be heard, for I was the only per- her winnings, he assures me that a son who took the trouble to attend card party should not be attended to the musician. I will not relate without money, for he was recently to you any part of the conversation, in company at Mrs. L's, daugli. for truly there was nothing spoken ter to the deacon of our parish, who worthy of record, but will not omit has but lately been established herr to observe that one half the compa- and lost more money than his pay ny appeared totally unacquainted during the whole session will awith the other half, but distributed mount to. in little clumps about the room, poured out their streams of volubili
To Mr. Homebred's inquiries the ty, unmindful whom they over
Wanderer cannot offer a prolix re. whelmed, experiencing no other in- ply: Such parties as the one des. terruption than occasional remarks
cribed he is sorry to declare are from a few gem'men who holding frequent, and most appropriately no seals were compelled to stroll are denominated Jams; but he is from one side to the other. Glad yet to learn what kind of pleasure was I when escaped from this jar- they are calculated to afford, and gon of folly, from the mountains of will be infinitely obliged to any one plumb-cake, fruit and jellies, and of his fashionable readers who can the oceans of whipt sylabubs, lem
furnish him wiin a plausible reason onade and liqueur which were con
for supposing they are capable of
Z. tinually introduced, In short i bestowing any. have no hesitancy in declaring my preference of the noisy colloquies of enraged politicians, the rattling of a winter storm, or the rumbling of a foaming cataract, to the 'confused When IGNORANGE is bliss, 'tis folly to tumult of your fashionable tea par
be WISE. ties, the unmeaning laughter of the The man of a bold and vigorous beaux, the tittering conversation of imagination has a source of happithe belles, and the flippant imperti- ness, which is entirely unknown to nence of both. Do sir, inform me the slow and sober calculator of whether these suffocating parties chances, who plods on in the beaten are frequent and what pleasure those path of reason without daring to expect who collect, what those cal- look beyond its bounds. In this culate on who attend them. Ex. world of vicissitude however, when cuse my apparent ignorance, but innumerable circumstances conspire really I have been so long out of to perplex and disturb; where the the great world, that I am not only best planned schemes are often ununacquainted with the mode of be- successful, and the most virtuous ing pleased, but am unable to dis- exertions deprived of their reward, cover the causes which produce he may be considered a very fortuhappiness in others. With increas- nate being, who looks beyond the ed regard, I am, sir, your humble circumference of this narrow sphere servant, JONATHAN HOMEBRED. I and enjoys in a world of his own
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creation whatever soothes his sor.compare fact with fact, and the cool rows and increases his delight. reasoner will instantly determine
Imagination was purposely form- that the object of your wishes will ed to destroy the little evils of life, never be realized ; but Hope says it to give a spirit and enthusiasm will. Hope persuades you that which should overbear misfortune, your senses, your experience, your and hold out the promise of better reason is deceptive. If she takes times. He who should keep his you not into security, she at least mind restrained to the dull moments conceals from you the circumstanof present difficulty, who could not ces of danger. This deception is pierce the cloud, and find the dark- often happiness itself. What are ness a momentary gloom and not the sleeping visions of the night?the total extinguishment of the sun, the moving landscape of the brain ? might yield to the first impressions At a distance from friends, uncerof despair, and submit without a tain of their welfare and anxious for struggle to the appearance of neces- their health, this lovely deceiver sity. But while reason would con- destroys the faculties of reason :find him to this dreadful situation, Imagination places us in their lovthe mind is furnished with higher ed society we hear, we see them powers, whose great prerogative it we wake to reason and to melanis, to step forth and to save at the choly. moment of danger.
Imagination is the poor man's By imagination we mean thoses only treasure ; it offers a sacred repowers of the mind, which move notcess from the world's oppression. exactly by the principles that in It has a wand that deceives him into common concerns influence the ac- | power, and he seems to have the tions A something in the mind, world at command; it deceives him which inspires confidence, in oppo-into wealth and he has the treasures sition to evidence, and leads one to of Cresus at his will she peranticipate scenes which would oth-suades himn she is Reason herself erwise be clouded by despair. he takes her at her word, and she
Imagination has been called a de- rewards his credulity with multilusion of the mind. But if igno- plied favors. As fertility and beaurance is bl88, 'tis folly to be wise. ty sprang beneath the footsteps of We are certain of nothing, say phi- the fabled Ceres so hilarity and losophers. The eye and the ear are pleasure rise at the breath of Im. sometimes of doubtful credit, but a agination. She sits like Calypso want of demonstration does not di-l on her island and her votary is the minish from their use. But if hap- beloved Telemachus. The enchantpiness be the great design of exist. ing empire over which she reigns ence, the object of enquiry would no storms disturb, no tempest crer be not whether these mental pow. darkens. Flower's bloona on every ers were deceptive, but whether side--the rose has no thorn and the they were injurious. It is some- bramble no where appears. It is times innocent to deceive, and man an Eden without any tree forbidden, with all his boaster reason is often a paradise in which death never enlike a child whom it is necessary to ters. Her reign is indeed short allure and charm away from danger and her kingdom insecure. The by ingenuity and artifice. llope is stream of time seems gradually to often a fraud upon reason. Calmly 16 wash away its dissoluble fabric."