{"newspaper_name": "The Wilmingtonian, and Delaware register.", "edition": "01", "page": "p1", "byline": ""}
That with its shadows and its glancing lights,
Dimples and thread-like motions infinite,
For eyer varying and yet still the same,
Like time toward eternity, ran by.
Resting his head upon his masters knees,
Upon the bank beside him Theron lay.
What matters, change Of state and circumstance,
Or lapse of years, with all their dread events,
To him.. What matters it that Roderick wears
The crown no longer, nor the sceptrc wicds?
1t is the dcar-lovcd hand, whose friendly touch
Had fattered him so oft; it is the voice,
At whose glad summon TO the field so oft
From slumber he had started, shaking ott
Dreams ofthe chase, to share the actual Joy.....
The eye whose recognition he was wont
To watch and welcome with exulting tongue.
A coming step, unhcard by Rodcrck, reused
His watchful car, and turning, he beheld
Siverian. Father, said the good old man,
Az Theron rose and flwn'd about his knees,
Hast thou some charm, which draws about thee


thus


The hearts of all our house., ....even to the


beast


That lacks discourse of reason, but too oft,
with uncorrupted cling and dumb faith,
Put lordly man to shame,. The King rspli-


ed


'Tis that mysterious sense by which mankind
To fix their friendships and their loves are led,
And which with fainter influence doth extend
To such poor things as this. AS we put off
The cares and passions ofthis frctful world,
It may be too that we thus far approach
To elder nature, and regain in part
The privilege through sin in Eden lost


The tmd hare soon learns that she may trust
The solitary penitent, and birds


win light upon the herlnits harmless hand.