The Massachusetts spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1831-1858, 1832-01-04

With feecy maas7c
And am come TO tetl Che 0ly.!ll
The past how soon forgot! we love to -
The smiling features Of the opening year
Top.csu,e brightest scenes of coming bliss
To dwell on all 10 fancy'sseye most dear;
flu, then the past--who minds its vanisf'd hours
Save the poor carrier on his annual tours
Tis wise, perhaps; cheer'd.by the promised Joy
Man leans to reach the still retreating goal
Hone burns within him stiH, without alloy, -
And sweetest visions feed bis painting soul.
Nor heeds he Disappointment dreary frown;
rorc ten all, till time doth mew him down:
i" So mote it be y TO borrow & ON the craft)
The chase, though vain, still eagerly pursue;
Let fancy's airy wing thy spirit walt
And taste ideal Joys, for want Of true
substantial, good. cen then, will be your prize;
Pursuit is bliss; there all the pleasure lies
Thus saith the Carrier his advice is given
without fee, though, may be, truly weigh'd,
It's worth pittancs, If well you've thrren'l
whate'er your calling, mystery, or trade
But stay, my patron-put back your shilling
While prolong the strain, ifyou are willing.
We live in stirring times; what erst suffeed
The annals of an age or more to SWELL
Within year, nay less, is now comPfis q
Great empires fall, and mep and states reoei,
Kings are a pk;ne'd, and crowns put up for sale,
Faster than printers can repeat the taie'
July in 80 had famous sceek
For France; her monarch Of an ancient line
nanosd and driven in foreign lands to seek
home; what then the sun nsrt week did shine
A. bright on France in place of him e'erthrown,
Another straightway rose to fill the throne.
The Netherlanders, hating much the sway
OF Dutch William, a soversign cure soon found
Belgium becomes a nation in day,
And Coburr. Britain's chosen sen, is erownd.
IN Judging wight; your throne will hardly clear
What you possessed before hall plum a-yeaf'
I'm. look IN Englapd-there work more slow,
Yet stiIl progressive, strikes the root OF power;
Reform !" the general cry. from highto low,
Both king and subject on the air doth soar
. Save the titled Lords Of large domain,
The proud inheritors of hill and PLAIN.
Reform hath ttere meaning; an, too long
The /" freeborn Englishman" has livd slave;
If common blood exposed to every wrong,
In vain he calls on equal laws TO save
CONDEMNED to linger oas servila fates
And de,ve and toll for Chuchmen and the State.
Then health to Britain and her glorious cause
To Brougham and Grey, the champions of reform
Far spread the light of just and equal laws,
And dare, We patriots, breast the rising storm!
Success your nobIest purposes shall seal,
And richest blessings swell the common veal.
Unhappy Poland! DER ta.y fate we mourn;
Thy suaken banners vainly dreRch'd with gore
Thy patriot sons, from wives and children torn
Bleeding, alas in vain The arm OF power,
Fraueht with the Ills of servitude and shame,
Leaves thee at least-an honorable Fames
But turn we now-abroad no longer ream-
Our own iov'd lard be not fargetten here;
With fondest eye survey the Freeman's Home,
While foreign ills are not refus'd tear;
Bless Heaven our lot is Cd this western shore,
Where wars discordaut notes are heard no more,
Tan thnusand streams here sWell the ouOyaut Aue
of prosperous competition where'er we turn
The marks of gene rous rivalry 90 every side
Seize and impress the view; all eager burn
To iein the busting strife, and few restrain
The all absorbing thirst for golden gain.
The noble argosies from every cline,
The polar SHOWS, or lndis's farthest strand,
Desp-laden, clip the wings Of tardy time.
And waft their various products to our land;
Or bearing hence the surplus Of our skill,
With rich returns the general Golfers fii.
Such is the palmy state Of Western Rome
The Empire of the Free, where fortunes star,
Shining respondent midst surrounding gloom,
Pours its unceasing light from fields afar,
Blessing alike the sons of every toll,
Who plough the deep or till a fruitful soil.
Oh ye who e'er cur happy land bear sway,
Beware nor blast The anim.ting scene!
Let not ruthless change obscure the day,
Fraught with Thousand ills of frghtful mien.
PROTECT and bless orr distant bounds bring near ;
And JOY more widely spread at each returning year!
January /, 1881.
ANTI-MAsoNRV. The Morristown Pal-
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