The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction. Volume 20, No. 565, September 8, 1832 - Various

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The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction / Volume 20, No. 565, September 8, 1832

PERSIAN BATH

When heeding naught that would oppose its rise,
It breaks with fearless nerve the tempest-gale
And spreads its wings like a majestic sail,
Full on the bosom of the raging blast,
Thy spirit soar'dbut ah! too like us frail,
When the same breeze which bore it from the dust
Wing'd home the fatal shaft that tore its bleeding breast.

Would I could sing thy fame with thine own lyre,
Then should I breathe a more deserving lay,
A lay which every spirit would inspire,
And melt each eye to tears of sympathy;
But others at thy shrine, their tributes pay.
Offspring of Beauty! child of native song!
And I, ev'n I, would venture to essay,
To raise my lauding voice amidst the throng
Of those who weep thy lossand who shall weep it long!

N.C.

Spirit of Discovery

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