Morning herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1837-1840, 1837-12-09

rHE HEnALD-NkW yoAA.
From eur evening edition Of yesterday.l 4
Something 90 guess ~.
"Ifihere's a hole in = your coats
A chiefs amang you takin' notes,
And, faith. he'll prentit"
Transcendant genius, mother wit,
Inspire my pen whilst hereI SIT;
Myleaden braia, illumae Il,
Urge on reaction
And no ~ Pm in rhymlngn M
Give satisfaction
feel inclined--but feelings all
Ideas now are very smsH-
Nv muse Is surely out OF CALL
Beyond my distance
Could she but hear me, 1 would bawl
For her assistance
We mowers. that scribbIers Oft invoke,
Aid me, with thoughts thatneer were wrote;
Dispel al once hsnoisone snoke-
Or. misty vapeur-
That my imagination choke,
And bid 1t caper.
Let the black ink which fills nay pen,
Sharpen the wits ofother men,
And bid these lines 81 Inc forth again, M
Like solar rays
Or Warren's blacki"g-or what then
Newspaper praise.
Al whom, or what, shall begiu-
l do not care a single pin.
Who may the bitter aurels win
I will not balk
MY inclination, 'twere 3 sin.
So stN--W Tx.
Hail! TO thee Gotham of ME west!
Thou mgbtest, il thou wouldest be, blest;
Bat il was never mans behest,
However free,
To feelhe really was possessed
Oflberiy.
Bright genius-in whose magic name
How many deeds of endless shame,
Areuumpeted by strumpet fame,
And laid to thee;
Acts which good men must ever blame,
Ignomlny.
Beneath thy cloak. foul murier hides,
And rapin. follows in thy strides,
With sensuaity besides,
A thousand crimes
Corruption-br bery-abiues
Within thy lines.
Wing, Tory, Locoioco,--all-
Invoke thy name, and on thee call,
And Democrats as loudly bawl
For liberty
But party strife Of one and all,
Is humbug'ry.
Electioneering now is past
The Wings the Democrats have tnrashd-
And Loc0focos, are at last,
Quite nullihrd-
Their matches-whch were unsurpassed,
Are laid aside.
Newspapers lied-as they thought fit
This, said, Slamm Bang should never sit;
That Haskell still might pirate Bit
Not legislate;
And Ming should never ningle wit
In stale debate.
HE got pretty wellcutup,
Ry B-tps Ratchet which he put
Aside, however, tho Zach cut
Was past joke,
Ten thousand reasons, with good luck,
Delayed the stroke.
SIN passd away, as storms have done,
Leaving the field for him that won,
He would have deem'd II glorious fun
To gain the day,
Bot Generals sometimes have 10 run
From battle fray.
Nh, an unbelieying Jew,
who once was J-k-n through and through,
Wrote for the Wings and voted too,
But the camelion
Is ret more changeful in It's hue,
Oh Machavellial.
A silly fool he was one DAY,
When dressd In fsrcica array,
He mouthed and made great display
Upon Grand Island
Bidding bis brethren mcnish pay.
For bits OF dry land.
Jerusalem Jerusalem!
He prnyec-but IL was all a sham
Poar Israelitish beardless man;
When Jew meetsJ Jew
Diamond cut diamond Is the plan,
But'twould not do.
C-s K-g left good society
Allowed that man by right was free
Whatere his true opinion be
About the poor;
But some who doubted him dye see,
Whispered Dartmoor,
,Tis said, hes an aristocrat-
Or a Conservative-hut that
pal sure of-he's no democrat,
Nor over nice,
For ,tother night he had spat,
With il Pc.
Twas all about public dinner,
To which, NO independent sinner
Had invite, for 10 toast the brimmer
Outright champagne,
And eat his f-but this poor thinner
Did entraf ce gain.
I'll write no more, for what remains,
Have little wit. and less of brains
They scribblea much, but of the stains
Made upon paper,
Little or nothing now remains,
M ~mDty ynpour.