Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Novel (Romance) | Redfield | 1854
Transcription PARTING OF FRIENDS. 11
is a great trial of the strength. To tear oneself away from the
youthful home�the old familiar faces�the well-remembered
haunts and pathways, more precious grown than ever, when
we are about to leave them, perhaps for ever,�is a necessity
that compels many a struggle in which the heart is very apt to
falter. The very strength of the affections betrays its great
deficiency of strength.
The gathered crowd upon the quay�the eagerness, the
anxiety, and earnest words and looks of all the undisguised
tears of many�the last broken, tender words of interest the
subdued speech�the sobs which burst from the bosom in the
last embrace ; � what associations, and pangs, and fears, and
losses, do these declare ! what misgivings and terrors ! True,
the harbor smiles in sweetness ; the skies look down in beauty ;
the waves roll along, soft, subdued, with a pleasant murmur ;
there is not a cloud over the face of heaven�not a voice of
threat in the liquid zephyr that stirs the hair upon your fore-
head : but the prescient soul knows the caprice of wind, and
sea, and sky ; and the loving heart is always a creature full of
tender apprehensions for the thing it loves. Long seasons of
delicious intercourse are about to terminate ; strong affinities,
which can not be broken, are about to be burdened with cruel
apprehensions, and doubts which can not be decided till after
long delay ; and the mutual intercourse, which has become the
absolute necessity of the heart, is to be interrupted by a separa-
tion which may be final. The deep waters may roll eternal
barriers between two closely-linked and bonded lives, and nei-
ther shall hear the cry of the other's suffering neither be per-
mitted to extend the hand of help, or bring to the dying lips the
cup of consolation.
Such are the thoughts and fears of those who separate daily.
Necessity may excuse the separation ; but how is it with those
whose chief motive for wandering is pleasure ? In diversity of
prospect, change of scene, and novel associations, they would
escape that ennui which, it seems, is apt to make its way even
into the abode of love. There is some mystery in this seeming
perversity, and, duly examined, it is not without its justification.
The discontent which prompts the desire for change in the
breast of man, is the fruit, no doubt, of a soul-necessity which is