The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1837-01-11
THE CARRIERS ADDRESS,
TO THE PATRONS OF THE
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Thus prays their humble slave
"For Homer's fire ask you not,
:" For that of Byron, Moore, or Scott,
"a lesser boon / crave;
a single spark, blest Nine, will do,
about as bright as that which you
ITO brother Bur"s*'hs gave
The prayer was heard-a sudden light
Flashed from tho mountains pinc-clad
height,
One spark descended, and felt
twas not in vain that had knelt.
"The printers devil" with that burst Of
light,
Rose up, sat down, and found that he could
write:
Ills pen dashed on, with rhyming rage in
spired,
And doygrel flowed as fast as he desired.
wish all our patrons hnppy new year,
As happy as may be, when things are so
dear,
When turkies and chickens, and bacon and
geese,
Are shilling pound, and eggs two cents
apiece.
lt'samighiy sadthingwhcn to market we 60,
And see the nice turlSies lie all in a row,
To know fyou buy one for better or worse,
1t will cost every penny there is in your
And It's harder Ivy far TO take up an old hen,
Tha, year after year has picked crumbs
near the pen,
And after twice turning her carcase around,
Learn the price that she sells for is nine
pence pound.
But ere before you local things are laid,
Of general matters, let word be said.
The cunning plan of distribution,
Devised for freedoms prostitution,
Will soon be put in execution.
Shortly the surplus in the treasury,
Ht wiz ~
And every State for years to come,
Like Jacks famed giant, "Fee, faw, fum,"
Will loudly cry,"I must have some;
"I.e, heavy duties still abide,
Keep up the tariff, and DIVIDE"
The abolilionists are still
Hard laboring for good or i'll;
Fighting, distance off from slavery,
With most unprecedented bravery.
Why should they not show zeal un-
ilinching,
When there's no danger here, of Lynch
ing1
The Bank--thc Bank--,he monster Bank,
That ere this should have walk'd the
plank,
Beneath Pennsylvania sky,
Sits like a rooster on sty,
That DER the filth ness below
Clups his cipp' d wings aud strives to crow;
But ali his notes sound hoarsc and low,
To what they did three years ago
iii tell you wha, it is, Nick Biddle,
The bridge is down, Of your big fiddle
The Seminolcs, patriots all,
Have out. ut.manGuvered Governor Call;
And ground disputed inch by inch
Against the might of Central CGnch;
And as for our brave hero, Scott,
He sought them but he foand them not
lie might have found and hogg d them too,
But this he had no chance to do;
For all at once, as 'twere, there is up
A Qualtermas,r General Jesup,
Who volunteers to take command,
Aud drive the redskins from the land.
Old Hickory took him ut his word
But what he's done, haven't heard.
Save Florida, there's nought to vex US,
But what the deuce To do with Texas.
Some think if we our honor prize,
That we at once should recognize,
Admitting her to full communion,
As twenty seventh State of the Union.
The South would gladly take her in,
The North declares 'twould be sin;
Old Hickory to end the doubt
Of coming IN or staying out,
For the first time plays second fiddle,
Aud thus discreety solves the riddle;
when other powers pronounce her free
And independent, so will we."
In Congress, the knight-errant,