Lynchburg Virginian. [volume] (Lynchburg [Va.]) 1829-185?, 1830-06-21
POETN Y.
From the Boslou Manntnctnrer.

Feranee Societies are forming 10 many parts Of
he United States, send you an EuIogiom nm
Kun, written about forty years ago, by Jacob
smith, ESQ. that those Socele les NAV have the
ideas Of one Of the best men iha, ever lived
A. 1.
Arise ye pimpied, tipping race, arise,
From every town and village tavern come.
Show your red noses and o'eri1wing erss.
And help your Poet chaunt the praise OF Rum.
The cordial drop, the morning dram, stag,
The midday today aud the evening sling
Hail, mighty Rum and by this general name
| call each species, ~hskey, gin or brandy
Che kinds are various, but he effects the
same.
Aud SO choose name that's short s. handy
fof, reader, Know, II takes "a drai Of time
10 make crooked word lie smooth in thyme )
Hail, mighty Rum Thy song inspiring meri,
Is known 10 many bard in these our DAYS:
Apoilo's drink they fad is void Of spirit
Mere chicken broth, insipii rs their lays
Add, pleas'd, they'd give a riyulet--aye, a sea
vi iunelG water, fur quart of thee
Hail, mighty Rum how wond'rous is thy
power
Cn"arm'd by thee, how would our spirits
fail
When dark December comes, with aspect sour.
And sharp as razor blows the northern gaze .
Aud yet thou ri grateful in that sulny day,
Wien raging SIRIUS darts his fervd ray.
Hail, mighty Rum Ia thee the wrelched fly,
And fad a sweet oblivion of thelr nors
Lock q 10 thy arms as in the grave they lie,
Forget heir kindred aud forgive their foes.
And Letbe' 5 stream $50 much adnir'd by some
In ancient tines shresdly guess, was Rum
Hail mighty Ram what can thy power Will
stand
Zen lordiy Reason flies thy dreadful face
And health. aud =, aud all the lovely baud
OF social Virtues. shun thy dwelling place
Tor, IN whatever breast il reaIS lts throne,
Like Turkish muHarchs, Rum must rule alone.
When our bold fathers crost the Atlantic wave,
And here arriv d. weak and helpless band
Pray what became OF all the tribes SO brave.
The savage owners of this happy land
We're they sent headloog to the realm, below
BY doom of battle Erend, | answer, no
Our fathers were 100 wise to think Of war;
They knew The woodlands were not quickly
past
They might have met vi many an ugly scar,
Lost many iotetop, and been beat al last.
But Rum, assisted by his son, Disease,
Performed the business with surprising ease.
aud would our western brethren be les.
prond--Or,
In other words, throw by their gun & drum
or ducks and 81 lirreis save their lead and
powder.
Aud send The tawny rogues SEINE pipes Of
Ram
dare predict they all would gladly suck il,
Aud many IA mothers son sOon ktck The bucket,
But, o the ingratitude of Adams race
Tho all these clever things to Rum We owe,
Gallons Of IHk ARE squiried il his face.
And has bruised back is banged with many
blow.
some hounds of note have rung his funeral
kueii,
And every puppy joins the general yell.
SO have | seen the simlle is fue
And wonderfully pat. though rather old j.
When rising Phebus Sho hi, ray benign,
flock of sheep come skipping from the
Some restless sheep cries baa and all the
throng,
Ewes, rams, lambs, wethers, believing pour
along.
But, fear not, Rum though ferceIy they assail,
And none busi. the bard, thy cause defend,
Tnnh not thy foes, though numerous, Shall
prevail,
Thy power diminish, or thy being end.
Though spurned from tables and the public eye,
In the snug closet safrly shalt thou lie.
And oft, when Soils proud chariot quits the
sky,
And humbler Cynthia mounts her one horse
chair,
To that snug closet shall thy votary fly,
And, wrapl in darkness, keep his orgies
there;
Lit the full bottle, joyous to his head,
Then, great as Caesar, reel sublime 10 bed
BtrlingiOn Dec 7th 1889