Then steal away with eyes that glisten, Again to linger round and listen. Oh! can she bear to think that he Whom she has loved so tenderly, Her only earthly hope and stay, For ever should be wrench'd away? She hears no sound, all objects swim Sinks shudd'ring down, and faints away! Her child revives,-its fit is o'er; When with affrighted zeal it tries By voice and kisses to restore The mother's dormant faculties ; Till nature's tides with quicken'd force Her eyes she opens, sees her boy, Gazes with sense-bewilder'd start, Utters a thrilling cry of joy, Clasps him in transport to her heart, Stamps kisses on his mouth, his cheek, Looks up to heaven, and tries to speak; But voice is drown'd in heaving throbs, Outgushing tears, and gasping sobs. THE SUN'S ECLIPSE.-JULY 8TH, 1842. "TIS cloudless morning, but a frown misplaced, Cold-lurid-strange, The summer smile from Nature's brow hath chased. What fearful change, What menacing catastrophe is thus Usher'd by such prognostics ominous? Is it the light of day, this livid glare, Death's counterpart:— What means the withering coldness in the air That chills my heart, And what the gloom portentous that hath made The glow of morning a funereal shade? O'er the Sun's disc a dark orb wins its slow Gloom-deep'ning way, Climbs-spreads-enshrouds-extinguishes-and lo! The god of day Hangs in the sky, a corpse! th' usurper's might Hath storm'd his throne, and quench'd the life of light! A pall is on the earth-the screaming birds To covert speed; Bewilder'd and aghast, the bellowing herds Rush o'er the mead; While men, pale shadows in the ghastly gloom, Transient, tho' total was that drear eclipse: With might restored The Sun re-gladden'd earth-but human lips Have never pour'd In mortal ears the horrors of the sight That thrill'd my soul that memorable night. Το every distant zone and fulgent star Mine eyes could reach, And the wide waste was one chaotic war; O'er all and each, Above-beneath-around me-everywhere, Was anarchy-convulsion-death-despair. 'Twas noon, and yet a deep unnatural night Enshrouded Heaven, Save where some orb unsphered, or satellite Franticly driven, Glared as it darted through the darkness dread, Blind-rudderless-uncheck'd-unpiloted. A thousand simultaneous thunders crash'd, As here and there Some rushing planet 'gainst another dash'd, Shooting thro' air Volleys of shatter'd wreck, when, both destroy'd, Founder'd and sank in the engulphing void. |