ANNALS OF CLEVELAND

218
CLEVELAND NEWSPAPER DIGEST JAN. I TO DEC. 31, 1838
Abstracts 1366 - 1369
POETRY & POETS (Cont'd)
1366 - H&G Aug. 11: 2/1 - "The Chi Id at Prayer."
'" Twas summer's eve. - the rosy light
Had faded from the sky,
And stars came twinkling pure and bright,
Through the blue arch on high;
And the western breezes softly stole
To kiss the weeping flower,
And nature wore her sweetest smile
To bless the twil ight hour.
(five more stanzas) (6)
136; - H&G Sept. 13:3/5 - Notwithstanding the ridicule which is cast
upon ladies albums, there is occasionally a rare gem of genuine poetry
to be found.
Take the following: Lines from Miss Johnson's album, entitled
"On a Young Ass."
This animal is not so fleet
As rabbi ts in the woods,
But yet his little snubby feet
Can walk 0' er neighborhoods.
(two more stanzas) (2)
1368 - H&G Sept. 21:2/5 - "Our Buckeye Girls"
I've wandered over many climes,
I've sought those lands afar,
Where beauty glitters like the light
That beams from angel star:
But I have ne' er met fairy forms,
With raven - color'd curls,
That could eel ipse our beautiful •
Our peerless Buc1teye Girls!
(two more stanzas) (3)
1369 • H&G Sept. 22; ed: 2/1 - Have we a Buckeye reader - one born in
a tree-roofed cot· whose lullaby was the wood-wind's tone, whose
home the wild-wood depths? Has he watched the changing spots on the
dappled fawn, gathered nuts among the fallen leaves, crushed the grapes
from the clusters rare, - or swung on the glorious old vine? Aye, has
he looked on the trees as a marshalled host; drank the trumpet sounds
as the wind swept by, and worshipped a God when the storm came on? Has
he been in the forest when night was there, When the stars through the
leaves told of heaven above, and the "unwri tten music" of heaven around?
Memory will grow warm then, in perusing the following INSPIRATION by
Thomas H. Shreve:
Thank heaven that trees still proudly rise,
And wave their branches 'neat the skies -
That still within the forest dim.
The birds pour forth sweet Nature's hymn -