The Portland gazette. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1818-1824, 1822-01-08
ORIGINAL POETRY.
Net0- Years address, for 1922.
COMMUNICATED FOR THE GAZET7

COMMUNICATED FOR THE GAZETTE.
CREATIONS morn awoke from yonder night
Time had his birth, the hrst-bom child Of hight
With pnions blest, their use, the infant tries
Cuts the mid air, and measures distant skies.
Time now is old, for sir e his flight began,
He's swept some thousand circles round the sun
Hail, hoary Time Oh, slack thy tireless wing
The Year expires; what tidings dost thou bring
Still full of speed in vain court his stay,
No call he heeds, nor brooks the least delay.
Lo! as he flies, evolves the roll of fate
Mark well that SCROLL twill deeds of relate.
Ii shows US England free from wasting wars,
And tells how, eft, she feels domestic Jars;
How bright, she bids the diadem to SHINE,
To crown the fourth, Of Brunswick's tavord line -
How aged George with his foretathers sleeps,
And how his son, the royal watch-toweT, keeps -
What fantasies beset his jealous brain,
And how, he thinks he sees, dismal stain =
How Der gamis black whiskers give the Spleen
How guteSs Brougham proves, the doubtful Queen
How loud, mob declares cen deeds OF shame
Playd OFF, anght, but fair and equal game.
How Caroline, her better influence gone,
Forbid to share, her husbands bed o. throne;
Chill d with neglect, and stung by SANDERS dart,
Loathes light and life and dies, with broken heart
How short his Highness grief, his tears bow few,
While Austria's Princess glitters in his view
| 1t tells, how sinks, on lone Heenas shore
That mighty man, who liv d mid cannons' roar;
| In life, ne fearless met, :" a world in arms"
| At death, not terrors king, his soul alarms.
! Though near his heart, grabbed concer prey'd
| The grave should hide the failings OF the dead
| Ii speaks OF lands by Othmans sceptre sway'd-
Realms sunk IN night, where, with unhalow'd tread
Stalks tyrant power, o er freedoms ancient grave
And scoms the sacred ashes of the brave
! OF lands, where man, in sordid ignorance lies.
/ And christian truths spurn'd as fantasies;
| Where splendid ruins, scatterd thick around
| Arts proudest boast, now consecrate the ground
Declares how Grecia's spirits riSe
| And how their voice for vengeance cries;
\ he Of faith
To gain their long lost liberty.
How Russia knits her brOws and frowns severe
And couchant, watches Ger her ready spear;
May freedom breathe once more. the Grecian air
Her standard wave again, i'll triumph there.
| May intidels believe, the adore,
And Mahonets proud banner float more
From distant chimes, we ii homeward turn the eve,
Where dearer scenes, IN nearer prospect lie.
Times volume still unfolds. its record tells
How peace, as yet, within borders dweUs
lis true, we hear, reported various ways
OF bitter sparTing, in the Floridas.
Callava and the Judge, complain severely
That our Don Andrew" u.s. them Cavalierly
And this, cor ecture says. viii give the.States''
Some thousands worth, in long debates
What though embarassments our trade attend
Ner IS IL known. precisely when they'll end
Yet told, 1.-THE hnancier twill pease)
Our revenues beginning to increase
Times record shows US, Names new code Of laws.
Made and reyisd, no doubt, with great applause.
Have graced her CUBE material char.
IL tells US too, how art and science vie,
And how inventions new, lfes wants supply
How vices spread, how virtues still progress
And how the latter leads 10 happiness
Ot Joy and grief OF sickness. and Of health !.
AND industry the certain road TO wealth.
lnSuucts the farmer how TO Till the SOIL
Row Autumn fruits repay his summer toll -
how nch our merchants gros--bow tTadesmen thrive
And teaches all, a lesson how TO live.
Here learn iie young the prodigate and CAV
How soon, will phantom pleasures, pass away.
Here thoughtful age, his years. may number DER
And look 10 scenes, " when time shall he no more
The flight Of time, affections it's DESTROYS
And sounds the knell, OF dear. departing ioxs.
.inother gear, with evil fraught aud sood
Hath gone rs way, with those beyond the food"
Ia this short space, in which but dream hath been
r q smaller circles, painful change have seen
The infant bud, and youth in summer bloom.
And npend age, 10 silence and the tomb
Ionsgn d-and duty's bands, loves silken chain
And inendshlps three fold cord, each rent II twain
Departed worth, the friends Of virtue mourn
Aud sonow's tears, distilld on beauty's urn.
but while the past is fading from cur eyes
10, coming scenes, in rich prospective rise
The closing year, we lid fond adieu
And Joyful greet the approaches nf the new.
i he star OF hope shines DER the future bright
And hlls the seal, with visions OF delight
nends, launch away happier pors in view
heaven GUIDE your passage theIe--one wori--sJisu