Graham's Magazine, Vol. XL, No. 1, January 1852Various
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Graham's Magazine, Vol. XL, No. 1, January 1852
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
And ’mid the future’s sky is gleaming
Hope’s burning star,
And Fancy’s eye drinks in its beaming,
Undying brightness from afar.
The heart is like mind; her empire—
Wide as the sky—
Vast in its spirit realm, it maketh
All that we are of Deity.
Thou lovely world of heaven, thy vision,
Surpassing rare,
Shall mock my mind’s ideal Elysium
With joys that ever cycle there.
Though oft in gloom its dawn comes stealing,
And tear-drops stream,
Dimming its light, the spirit healing,
Wings its far flight pure and serene.
The incense of the soul is stealing
Beyond the sky,
From censers lit with fire of feeling,
To spirit realms of Deity.
Those evening bells, once softly peeling,
No longer ring;
But thoughts, as pure as seraphs kneeling,
Ascend to an eternal spring.
Now eventide is hushed in rest—
Day has departed,
And blithe come forth the bold and blest,
And low the sad and broken-hearted,
But as successive years may roll
Their waves away,
Those bells may break upon the soul,
Sweet to the low and sadly to the gay.
* * * * *
A RICH MAN’S WHIMS.
BY THE AUTHOR OF “FANNY AND FRANCIS.”
“Well, Arthur, what next!” said a grave-looking young man of
twenty-five, to his friend.
“What next; upon my word I cannot answer that question at this moment,
in fact, I am not quite released from my last undertaking. One must be
off with the old love before they are on with the new, you know.”
“It appears to me,” said Abram Snow, “that you had better remain where
you are till times improve a little. I do not make enough to pay my
board, yet it is better to remain than to do worse.”
“I suppose you are right,” said Arthur; “but I see no difference between
your career and mine as it respects money affairs, excepting that you
have a thousand dollars at interest, and I have a thousand dollars in
odds and ends. Yes, there is a difference, Snow, for when business is
brisk again you will get a good salary, for the world considers you as a
prudent, steady fellow, and an excellent book-keeper, while I shall
think myself fortunate in being sent to the West Indies as supercargo.”
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