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riginal jpoetrji-<br />

FOR THE OKU .AND <strong>AMULET</strong>.<br />

THE BLIND ATTORNEY.<br />

BT HIT. A. C. CATHROP.<br />

A* the sun was sinking to the western sky on a beiu<br />

fiful evening, in the delightful spring season, two brother<br />

sat by an open window, engaged in earnest and solemn<br />

conversation. One of them was totally blind. He was in<br />

*h« blooai of youth, had nearly finished a clerkship-term in<br />

law, had married him a beautiful and lovely wife, was<br />

just arranging his circumstances to commence the practice<br />

of law, when his eyes grew dim, and ultimately, owing to<br />

a want of attention, and to the multitude of his cares and<br />

rftudies, he became wholly and hopelessly sightless.' Oh !<br />

what were the sorrows ol his heart, as day by day, the sun<br />

arose, but shed no light for him. He mourned n.o£ for him<br />

ttelf alone,, but fop that dearer self, his beloved bride!—<br />

And she tr to ! How often did her scalding tears fall upon<br />

•lis ferer ed brow, as she bent over him, while she attempted<br />

to sootfee him by the tones and words of her gentle<br />

lore ! 7 fine wore on slowly, while he expended'the little<br />

.property wkkh was designed to help him, in the pursuit of<br />

Hisprofe jsioo. He heard of the celebrated Eye Infirmary<br />

io Roch ester, wfcrcre many blind were caused to see, by the<br />

skill of 'tfee ^e|l knpwn oculist Dr. MURK. Thither he<br />

hent hi> ; toonrsfi, but with no avail. He returned home to<br />

hi* di' njonapjate wife, without obtaining material aid.—<br />

.Hear mgiof flie English oculist in New York City, he hurled-<br />

jffTrtojdace himself under his care. Instead of r^ceiv-<br />

B ' Muefit (from his medicines and prescriptions, he was<br />

reu ' teirodfar .worse by them. Many a night did his faithful<br />

eomj>an.ip,n .watch by his bedside, while neither of .them<br />

io1 ' .nil sepose ! Nature was nearly over-powered, and<br />

HC e'-dlmost .extinct, from grief, pain and exhaustion. Po-<br />

T j«>4y^tared ftem in the face, and they wished for death<br />

1 oiitdliver them from their sorrows. At length sympathi.z-<br />

' Kjgffriends .temporarily relieved them from the punching<br />

kand.of poverty, until his pains left him, though his blind-<br />

•ess,remained.<br />

'Soon after this he camo to enjoy the hospitality and kind-<br />

•MBS ofihb youngest brother, who was officiating as a minister<br />

of .the gospel in a dbtant parish, and who, though uniwacried,<br />

had invited him to come to the place of hjs abode,<br />

ta>nd share w,it\ihim the pittance ihe received lrom the paj-<br />

.jsh for a living. On the evening spoken of, tjjey were<br />

tongrossed in conversation. The blind man was complaining<br />

• of his hard fate, and mourning over his ,aad lot, while hit<br />

'brother was attempting to cheer and soothe his spirits.—<br />

A\ the dictation of the blindman, who is naturally a lover<br />

of (h e Muses, that have frequently visited him of late, to<br />

fejess and charm him with their songs, his brother, to please<br />

,l»im, and to while the dark and heavy hours away, comby<br />

his assistance, the following<br />

POETICAL DIALOGUE,<br />

BROTHER,<br />

JSow bright the sun is shining.<br />

As down the golden west,—<br />

With gentle pace declining,<br />

He mildly sinks to rest.<br />

The azure sky is clear to-night,—<br />

The snow reflects its gaze,<br />

And answering to the mellow light<br />

The old church windows blaze ?<br />

BMlfDMAN.<br />

Ai! why re-call the brightness,<br />

To me, who have no sight ? •<br />

Why thus, in thy heart/s lightness,<br />

Dost thou seek mine*to light ?<br />

-Tome, there's nought but sorrow—•><br />

A cheerless night of gloom!<br />

No hope dawns on the morrow,<br />

But from the narrow tomb !<br />

-The sun may shine, but not for me,—<br />

On me he smiles in vain,<br />

Oh!'never! never shall I see,<br />

His glorious face again!<br />

,0h! for the grave! to lie down there—<br />

With flowers above my head!<br />

How glad, to leave my sorrows here,<br />

And rest among the dead I<br />

BKOTHXK.<br />

Ah! say not so, By brother,<br />

But still thy murmuring heart j<br />

These doleful feeling smother,<br />

And act a wiser part.<br />

This morn, the sky was overspread,<br />

With clouds that dropt in tears!<br />

So sorrows gather round thy head,<br />

And veil thine early years.<br />

Tny morning sky is clouded,—<br />

Central <strong>Library</strong> of Rochester and <strong>Monroe</strong> <strong>County</strong> · Historic Serials Collection<br />

THE GEM AND <strong>LADIES'</strong> <strong>AMULET</strong>.<br />

Thy fondest hopes enshrouded,<br />

In Egypt's darkest night.<br />

But God can drive these shades away,<br />

And brighten yet thine eye—<br />

As yonder planet's loveliest ray,<br />

That gilds the western sky.<br />

Tho' hope or joy may never<br />

.Illume thy pathway here,->-<br />

Tho' closed thine eye for ever,<br />

On all thy heart holds dear—<br />

Remember in yon blessed clime,<br />

Thou mayest His glory Iee f<br />

Who shuts thine eye through coming time,<br />

But opens it eternally!<br />

I FOB THE CEM AND <strong>AMULET</strong>.<br />

LIKES TO WINTER.<br />

BV D. C. ROBERTS.<br />

The last sad dirge-like tone<br />

Of dying Autumn fades upon mine ear<br />

And ushers in old Winter cold and dreary<br />

And the North wind's wild moan!<br />

Now view the ice-bound earth,<br />

Far as the eye can range the whitened waste,<br />

Sweet Summer's fleeting beauties are erased,<br />

And all is blight and dearth.'<br />

Far through the frozen sky,<br />

Sails the dim day-star with a sickly glow)<br />

While soft and silent falls the fleecy «now,<br />

And shuts earth from the eyes.<br />

The hills and verdant vales<br />

AH feel the ravage of the years' grim king,<br />

As 'mongthe woods and bowers in echoes ring<br />

The notes of struggling gales!<br />

And high the snow drifts pile<br />

Their bleak banks o'er the lea, and where the stream<br />

Whilom, disported and with ruddy gleam,<br />

Mirror'd the HI iy's smile.<br />

So from yon cottage roof<br />

Up curies the dusky smoke, betokening joy<br />

And peace to those' within, without alloy,<br />

From cold and storm aloof.<br />

A cirele round the hearth,<br />

Ye blessed gailess ones,—pile high the fire !<br />

Quaff the .new wine, and tune the rustic lyre,<br />

To songs of joy a,nd mirth!<br />

. Then welcome, winter's reign,<br />

Since thou dost bring to mortals blissful hours;<br />

Welcome to thy rude sway earth's summer bowers—<br />

Thrice welcome back again!<br />

FOR THJB G£lp AND AMULIT,<br />

SONG j—»It J9 4ho Ho?r.<br />

It is the hour, the elysian hour,<br />

Wbon star-lit skies unveil {heir light,—<br />

When sparkling dew-drops kiss the flow'r,<br />

That opos its lips to fragrant night.<br />

It is the hour when sweetest sleep<br />

Shuts the eye-lids of the soul,—<br />

And love her lonely vigils.keep,<br />

And pensive stillness holds control.<br />

It is the hour when fancy wingi<br />

Her curblcss course in softest dreams,—<br />

When happiness, melodious, sings,<br />

And earth has lost its wonted scenes.<br />

It is the hour when memory wakes<br />

Her thousand phantoms of the past,—<br />

Whenjoycund youth comes back and takes<br />

Its lightning-glance, and ^adep as fait.<br />

It it the hour when music's voice<br />

Bc-echo's through the glittering hall,-r-<br />

When pleasure bids her sons rejoice,<br />

Andirirth prolongs her pleasing call.<br />

It is the hour when beauty's form<br />

Moves to the viol's siren song,<br />

When hopei are fair and hearts are Wfyrm,<br />

Aud thoughtless folly guide* the throng.<br />

G. X. W.<br />

Hannah Moore was once expressing .to Doctor<br />

Johnson her surprise that Milton, who wrote the<br />

Paradise Lost, should wiite such poor sonnets.<br />

Madam, said Johnson, Milton was a man who<br />

could cut a colossus from a rock, but he' could not<br />

carve heads upon cherry stones.<br />

It is of no use to grumble about the vicissitudes<br />

of this life; but it is of great consequence to our<br />

happiness if we can have philosophy of mind to<br />

encounter all it3 varying scenes wilh pleasantness<br />

and fortitude.<br />

MARRIAGES.<br />

InPonfield, on the momipg of the 12th fnftant, by Rev,<br />

Tryon Edwards, WILLIAM A. REYNOLDS, of ihu city,<br />

to SOPHIA C. CLABK, eldest daughter ot the late Mr*.<br />

In this city, on the evening of the 12th instant, by Bev,<br />

»> Whitehouse, MORTIMER F, REYNOLDS, to<br />

MARYE. HART, daughter of ROJWCII Hart, Esq. formerly<br />

of this city, deceased.<br />

In this city, on the 10th instant, by the Rev. Mr. Church,<br />

Mr. Joseph P. Cox, lo Miss Lucy Gridlcy.<br />

In this citv. on Friday morning, the 1st instant,, by the<br />

Bev. Elisha Tucker, Mr. RODNEY L ADAMS, toMiS<br />

^MARTHA ANN SOUTH WORTH, all of this city.<br />

Iu this city, on the 6th instant, bjrthe Rev. Mr. Hall,<br />

Mr/R. F. WARREN, to Miss AMANDA M. BROWN,<br />

a 0°n the Stl/instant, by the Bev. Mr. Church, Mr.•William<br />

Cooper, of Lockpovt, to Miss Sarah Harrison, of Ro-<br />

° By BeY. P. Church, Mr. Samuel Gravely, to Mrs. Marj<br />

Hayes, both of this city.<br />

Also, by the same, Mr. Robert Truesdale, to Miss Mary<br />

Miner, both of this city. ^ t „ . „<br />

On Thursday evening, 7lh instant, by thr Rev. A. G,<br />

Hall, Mr, EDWARD R. LUCE, to Miss MARY ALVI-<br />

BA, daughter of the late Ira Carpenter, all of this city.<br />

In this city, on the 7th instant, by the Rev. P. Church,<br />

Mr. F. Davis, t<br />

Miss Nancy Sheldon, all of the above place.<br />

In Ridgeway, on the 24th lustant, by tha Rev. Asa Warreu,<br />

Mr. Hiram G. Hibbard, of Lancaster, Erie county, to<br />

Miss Harriet Sophia Mason, of Ridgeway.<br />

In Barre, on the 2d instant, by the Rev. Mr. Crawford,<br />

Mr. Samuel La Mont, of Gaines, to Miss Laura Phelps, of<br />

the former place.. .•<br />

In Coshoctou, Ohio, by the Bev. Mr. Rice, Mr.Thqma#<br />

Flg, to Min Catharine Conley, both of that place.<br />

pOMPTROLLER'S OFFICE, Albany, 10th of Qqto<br />

VJ ber, 1840.—NOTICE.—Lands sold for arrears of t«W<br />

,in May and June, 1629, pursuant to title 3, chapter 13, jiiwt<br />

A, of the revised statutes. I hereby give notice, Ihatna-<br />

4a«s,ihe lands sold for arrear* of taxes at the sale aboio<br />

mentioned, shall be redeemed on or before the ilSth day of<br />

June next, by paying into the Treasury tho amount for<br />

which the respective parcel* or tracts of land were sold,<br />

together with Interest at the rate of ten per cent per annum<br />

irom the date of sale until the day of redemption, such land<br />

so sold and remaining unredeemed, will, on application, b»<br />

conveyed to the purchaser.<br />

oct30 Iaw6w BATES C00KE, Comptroller.<br />

THE GEM AND <strong>AMULET</strong><br />

IS PUBLISHED SEMI-MONTHLY, AT ROCHESTER, N. J., BY<br />

SHEFARD &. STRONG.<br />

TERMS.'—Mail subscribers One Dollar; city robscribw*<br />

One Dollar and Fifty Ccuts—in advance,

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