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AIS RETURN TO HUDSON, AND THE PUBLICATION OF HIS
FIRST VOLUME OF POEMS.
My brother left Berlin and returned to Hudson in October, 1810. The improvement of his mind, and a speedy preparation for the ministry, are the objects before him. December 9th, we find him entering the Hudson Academy as a "pupil under the direction of Mr. Ashbel Strong, a very competent classical teacher. He was there occupied until the 24th of August, 1811, if not longer. At the same time he was constrained to engage in the business of the world, in order to defray the expenses of his education.
On the 11th of May he received a power of attorney from aunt Mann, the administratrix of Dr. John M. Mann, for the purpose of attending to the settlement of the estate in her behalf. Previous to this, he assisted her in the collections. Besides attending to these various concerns, he must at this time have been very much occupied in the exercise of his poetical talent. In the fall of this year, he presents to the public, a volume of poems of one hundred and eighty pages, under the signature of Osander. His motives and feelings, and the peculiar circumstances of his case, are displayed in the dedication, the recommendations, and the preface attached to this volume.
The title of the volume is “ Miscellaneous Poems, on Moral and Religious Subjects. By Osander.
Religion as it is, I'd show,
Sweet as the breathings of an April air,
And rich as heaven's expanse. Hudson, 1811."
It is dedicated “ To the Rev. Samuel Blatchford, D. D.” " Rev. and respected Sir,
“When a youth just entering into life experiences the disinterested kindness of an amiable and respectable friend, how can his heart but glow with gratitude. Such a youth am I, Sir; and the urbanity of your conduct towards me, joined to the solicitude by you expressed for my welfare, has caused impressions never to be eradicated. As a small expression of my feelings, permit me, Sir, thus publicly to dedicate to you my thanks, together with this little volume, which, however it may fail in intrinsic merit, is certainly not wanting in good intention. With filial reverence I am, Sir,
OSANDER. “ Hudson, (N. Y.) November 10th, 1811."
RECOMMENDATIONS.” “The young gentleman, who, under the name of Osander, proposes to publish a volume of Poems, has presented to us such papers as are satisfactory concerning his character. His design is to acquire, from this publication, such pecuniary assistance, as will enable him to prosecute his studies with a view to the gospel ministry. Believing that the profits arising from this publication will be sacredly appropriated to the above object, we cordially recommend him to public notice."
“Having had the pleasure of perusing several of the Poems which compose this little volume, and my opinion concerning them being solicited, I do not hesitate in characterizing them as possessed of considerable merit. If the author's muse be young, it well deserves encouragement.
“ The motive which has induced Osander to this undertaking, is, in itself, interesting, and the public will have an opportunity of aiding in the accomplishment of a purpose which has for its prospect the promotion of piety, and the service of the church.
SAMUEL BLATCHFORD. “Lansingburg, July 26th, 1811."
The author's Preface I also annex.-" The eye of criticism will, unquestionably, discover errors; but, to a juvenile work, it is hoped charity will be extended. Peculiarity of situation, is all that drives the author into the ordeal of public opinion at so early an age.” He was 22
when this work was published. The spirit of pure benevolence and ardent piety is breathed in these pages; and though much of the elegance of poetry may not be discovered, yet we meet with a display which is still more attractive, even the unfoldings of that youthful mind, which evidently has loosed from earth the grasp of fond desire,' and whose full soul pants for immortal blesssedness.--We present a few extracts.
The following is an extract from a piece entitled
That float in fancy's eye;
When dark afflictions fly.”
“But sweeter still the joy that flows
From sin forgot, forgiven,
Whose hopes are raised to heaven.”
“Oh, may the lot of him be mine,
Whose sins are all forgiven,
The peace that flows from heaven.”
THE CHRISTIAN AFFLICTED."
“God, on high, beholds the pious man;
And looking upward, sees its God its friend."
“ This is the peaceful path I love."
“But is there nought to cheer the sight?
No star to gild the gloom?
Illume beyond the tomb?"
“ Ah yes, there is a treasure dear,
Which mortals may obtain,
A balm to heal the pain."
“Religion lights our scanty day
And gilds beyond the tomb:
“ From Heaven she came her father, God
A balm for wo she bears
And drives afar out fears."
Respecting the judgment day, he observes,—“Man's feeble pen may sketch, and sketch in vain-it is for the day itself to disclose its terrors—and, (thanks to our Redeemer,) its joys."
The following is an extract, which we give, on account of the sentiment.
PRAISE TUE LORD."
“ Jehovah reigns, let Heaven rejoice,
Let Earth her anthems bring,
Let all the nations sing."
He spake—it roll'd in light:--
Is order, beauteous, bright."
“ Thro' all immensity he moves,
Observing every part,
The humble, contrite heart."
He occupies a number of pages in warm commendation of that noblest of all Associations, the “Bible Society."
In describing the influence of a copy of the Holy Scriptures on the wretched inmate of a dungeon, he observes,
“-He clasps it to his bosom! Hopes anew!
And I will praise thee! Oh I will praise for ever!"
“Oh thou who heard when Abraham call'd, and who