{"newspaper_name": "The Wilmingtonian, and Delaware register.", "edition": "01", "page": "p1", "byline": ""}
----FTc that hath beheld


The parting spirit by its fears repcled,
Cling in weak terror to its earthly chain,
And from the dizzy brink rccoll in vain;
He that hath seen the last convulsiye throc
Dissolve the union formed, and closed III woe,
We'll knows the houris awfiil.--In the pride !.
Ofyouth and health, by suffering yet untricd,
We talk ofdeata rs something that 'twcre sweet
In glory's arms exutingiv to meet,


A closing triumph, amajestic scene,
When gazing nations watch the hcro's men,
As, undismayed amid the tears Of all,


He folds his mantle regally TO fall!


Hush, fond enthusiastically, obscure, and lone,
Yet not less terrible because unknown


In the last hour Of thousands; they retire


From life's throng',i path, unnoticed to expire.
As the light leaf, Ghnsc fall to ruin bears
Some trembling insects little world ofcares
Descends in silence--whle, around, waves or
The mighty forest, reckless what has gone!
Such is mans doom--and, ere an hour be tlown
Start not, thou triher!--such may be thy own'
! MRs. HgMAss.