Type of thy God, in nature drest, Emblem of innocence and rest, Why hid'st thou in the sunless glade Those lovely tints which sure were made To woo the light? Hast thou too felt the cold world's scorn, The with'ring blight of rayless morn That thus within the woodland gloom In ivy shade you're wont to bloom So far from sight? And wilt thou fade in lonely bower, Pale, gentle, melancholy flow'r! And die when leaves in vernal dearth Shall kiss the cold and dewy earth In autumn day? Or wilt thou wither on _my_ heart, And there sweet sympathy impart, And give beneath the dew of grief, Those lovely hues so bright and brief, To slow decay? Ah! no, I will not thus intrude, To mar thy gentle solitude, For thou art pure and undefil'd, Lonely and beautiful and wild, A forest queen! Bloom on in thy secluded dell, Sweet flow'r! that lovest alone to dwell! And there within thy silent glade, In God's own purity array'd, Perish unseen. TRAITS OF A SUMMER TOURIST. No. I. _Hamlet_. I am very glad to see you. Good even, sir. But what, in faith, make you from Wirtenburg? _Horatio_. A truant disposition, good my lord! _Hamlet_. Steaming from Washington to Baltimore is an improvement upon that route at least. “I pity the man who can travel from Dan to Beersheba and say ‘all is barren;’” was the beneficent _dictum_ of a philosopher as wise as he was witty,—but he never travelled on the post-road from the Monumental city to the capital of the western world. If he had, I fear that precious morceau of pitiful cosmopolitism would have never fallen from his pen. The locomotive Andrew Jackson whirled us by a series of fields, of which one will serve as a sample. It consisted of about three acres, from the surface of which a few weakly, wilting, pea-green shoots were starting reluctantly upwards, and which nine negroes were {697} trying to make a corn-field of, by dint of most desperate hoeing. Patches of rye and wheat were seen also, at intervals, most forcibly illustrating the condition of Egyptian fields in the seven years of famine of Joseph's time. It was plain that this section of the country, (as Mr. Senator G—— remarked to the representative for the district,) was fit for nothing else than to make rail roads of. * * * * *