Richmond enquirer. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1815-1867, 1830-12-11
"MucH YET HsaAiss vSsUso "
LExIJNGTUN.


Twas calm az any ehildhood's sleep
III. rsrsph pesce that knows not caro-
Still as tao sambcrns summer deep
tNhan the blue hcAv'n los drcsri-i,ks tnets,
Blending with thoughts Of that asnto steep,
The bright, the sesuirul and fair;
Iiae hope. that win from heav'n thor hue,
IA far as neetns, and as Tow,
Thos. Tranquil Eden-rnomea,s now;
The mora hshod the hattie strife
The blow for blow-th lite Tor life
The deed Of daring done
Tho ubicon Of doubt was past,
An empire lost buh-ryht won--
When tisedom'. banner btaved the blast,
flnshing its spendots far aud fast,
For cfimsonsd Lexingion.
There fearful gathering seen
On that eventlul day,
And men thetc who nc'er had been
The movers IN fray;
The cacelu and the silent caTno
With dating brnNs, aud n1shing eyes,
And breasts that knew not glorys flame,
Burned for the Pa'y9, snerihee.
1bore spakc o trumpet sound
Bot they pressed when the morn broke dim and cray,
Daunicss Tint conflict ground'
Sadly, as IL some ito were broken -
Firmly, with eye aud lip
Dark Chances passed, and words wore spoken,
A. will look and speak in ieas;
Yet coursed no coward blood
Whore that lone phalanI stood
Rock like, but spifit-wrousht-
A strange, unwontcd feeling oropt
Through every breast all memories SLEPT,
While passion there vg'ik'p
O'or one consuming thought
To 1.-Two Ieitcted slave.
Or ill ifeemans grave!
Though uauy au arm hung weaponlcss.
The cenehed fingers spakc full well
The stern resolve, the ieares.ness,
That danger could not quoll:
Yet some, with hasty hand,
lhe rust ems umbtreh brand
Had snntrhcd from its peaceful sleep.
ArI held !, now with grasp the, tod.
Twas courage stern aud deep!
Proudly, IL eOuquerors come
From field their arms hsvo won,
With buslo blast aud beat OF drum,
Tho Butou host came on.
Ths,r banners uniurled, add gaily streaming
Their FURNISHED arms IN the sua-light gleamingj
Fearless uC pstii, with valor high,
Aud In reckless slee, they were idly dreaming
Ola bl0olloss triumph nigh:
The heavy tread OF the Horse prancing-
Tho lightning sloan Of the bayonets sancins-
Broke on the ear, and flashed on tho eye,
as 1hs column'd foo in their strength advancing,
Pealsd their war-no,os TO tho schong sky!
twas galan, bsod tina, marshalrd there,
With the dragon nag upborno IN air
For England gathered then her pride,
The bravest Of a waTIior-land-
Names to heroic deeds allied,
The strong of heart ani hand.
they S came mean IN .Gt'I pS oyn.son, n,snr
For music 10 them the sounds Of tho fight
On tho rod caInase-f1ll was their altar Of fame;
Jhoy camo as the ocoan-wayc comes iE its wrath,
When the sloinl-spirit ttowns on the deep;
They cnme as tho mountaineering comes on its path,
When tho tempest hath reused it fom SLEEP;
They met as the rock meets the wave,
And dashes It's fury to air;
With hearts for the conflict, but not for despair
What power hath stayed that wild earOsR
Not uorcy's voice : or thrill OF fear
Erc it sweeps tho bark To its yawning grave
'Ts tho fearful hour Of tho broodlns storm,
Ere the Lightning bolt hath sped;
Tho shock hath come! and tho ilehlood warm
COngcals on tho breasts of the dead
The strife, the aunt, the death-cry loud
Are pcalng through tho suphurous cloud
AZ, hand TO hand, each foo eSgnges;
While hoar,' tina, meier to monarch bowed,
And beltcd nights, TO the combat crowd
fearless thIong the contest wages
And eye to eye, the meek the proud
Meet darkly meath the battle shroud-
Ills the Toast OF death where tho conflict fsSos.
Wo Tor the land thou tIamplost DER,
Death-dealinc Gend of war:
Thy battle-hoois are dyed In gore,
Rcd havoc drives thy car;
NO. Tor the dark and dosoais,
DOVE crushed beneath thy tread--
Thy ifown hath been Il whitening late,
10 the mourning and the dead!
Po! for the pleasant coitsge-home,
The love -thrOng at the door
vninly thoy think his step will
Their cherished comes no moro
so. for the brohon-hearied,
The lone-ono by tho hearth
Nol Tor the bliss departed
The Pleiad gone from earth!
Twas a day Of changefu fate,
For tho foe of the bannered-lno--
And the host that came at morn in state,
Were broken throns ere the suns decline.
And many warriors heart cold,
Aud many soaring spirit crusRed-
Where the crimson tide OF battle rolled,
And the avenging legions rushed.
WreSths for tho living conqneror,
And goTy's need for the patshcd!
No sculptor's art may thOir forms restore,
But the hero-names chorished-
When voiced on the wind rose the patriotic call,
1hoy gave thought 10 the CORY pail,
But pressed to the fight 4 festival!
They beared them to the shbro-strOkc,
Nor quailed eye when the fury broke
They fought like men who dared 10 die,
For freedom! was their batte-cry-
And loud it rang through the conflict smoke,
Up with nations banners They ny
" ith eagle light,
To the far blue sky
IT'S glorious sight,
IS they float abroad in the azure light,
And their fame shall never die,
when nations search their brightest ps3s
For deeds that Gid tbs olden age,
Shining the meteor lights of story
Eneland, with swelling pride shall hear
OF Crossy's held, and old PoicicTs,
And deathloss Agincourt--
Fair Gallil points with a kindng eve
IL thu days OF her beltod chvaTy,
And her gallant Troubadour--
Ola Scotia too with JOY shall turn
" hero beam the 6sht OF Bannockburn,
And Strings field of glory
Land of the iToci though young in fame,
Earth may not boast n noblsr
PoiDa's splendor is not thine
Icuctra, nor Marathon
Yet look where lives in glory's line,
The day OF Lexington!