ORIGINAL CHAR ADE.
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In the earth's cold bosom my FIRST we trace
And it reaches down through an unknown sf|
To region of molten fame,
And thence to the surface, heaving UP,
1t rears towards heaven the mountain top.


And gives it place and name
In the cliff-steep curtain its form is seen,
And it often appears in the wild ravine,


Where the laundering torrents come;
In its dark embrace strange fossil stones,
And the mouldering relics of ancient bones.


Lie deep in sunless tomb.
My NEXT on the floor of the billowy tide.
In a finty casket is doomed to hide,
a A form like asphere of light;
And oft when the voice Of the gale is high,
And darkness has curtained the azure Sky,


II sparkles mid gloom and night
Or oft as the breeze of the cooling shade
It CLEANS on the warriors slumbering blade,


Or aash'd on the jewel'd hand;
And the scept'red king on his tinsepd throne,
Over half of the splendors around him strown


To the aid Of this glittering sand
My WHOLE to the pennless proves as dover
To the hopes failing bondman strength !


power,


To loosen the wearsome chain;
When the arm Of the mighty falls heavy and /
II strikes in the aid of the fainting and few,


Like a host to revive them again.
IT'S a GESTURE, tone, or a sad seeming SIGH.
IT'S frown that may light up the smile of


eye, Ef8 sf


Or waken sin-loving brow;
The stern pinion of war, and loves delicate W
Are both plumb alike at this magical spring,
\ II From whose bosom a breath fans you kn


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