Piney Woods planter. (Liberty, Mi. [i.e. Miss.]) 1838-1840, 1839-03-16

ptVstsiouSs eScOrtou ny TWO regiments
the enemy. On the morning Of that da,
the tweniy-sixth Of August, Theodor Ko
ner wrote ono Of tho most extraordinar
pieces that ever came from poets pen.
Is almost untsanslatable; but as much ,
lts power and beauty, as can DO given in
version, il given, perhaps, in the followin
translation, which Appeared some yea.
ago ia . popular periodical:
TINE sword soSo.
Thou sword upon my belted vest.
Whist means thy glittering. polish'd crest,
THIN Ia my ardent glowing breast
Raising a nams7--IIurrahf
"A horseman brave supports my blade.
The wespOn Of . freeman made
For him shine, for him I'll wade
Through blood and death--Hurrah."
Yes, my good sword, I aiili am free,
And fond affection bear to thee.
As If thou vert hstrcthsd to mo,
My 6.st dear bride--Hurrah!
"Soldier Of freedom, then I'm thineI
For thee alone my blade shall shine
When, soldier, shall call thee mine.
Joined in the feid7-Hurrah!"
Soon shall our bridal morn arise!
When the shrill trumpet's summons flea,
And red guns Cash along the skies,
Wen join our hauds--Hurrsh!
10 sacred union. Haste away.
Ys tardy moments ofdelsy--
lung, my bridegroom, for tina day
To be thy Srido--Hurrah!"
Then why cling 70 th scabbard--why.
Thou messenger Of destiny
30 wild, so fond Of battle cry,
Why clingest thou ,horef--fIusrah:
"Thoush fond of battle.felds to serve.
hold myself in dread reserve,
The cause of freedom to preserve
For this stay--Hurrah."
Thon still in narrow compass rest
Ere4 long space thou shalt be blest.
Within my ardent grasp comPrsst.
Ready for 6ght--Hurrah!
10. let me not too long await!
Iiove the CORY field Of fate,
Where deaths rich roses grow elste
In bloody bloom--Hurrah"
Then forth! quick from the scabbard fy.
Thou treasure of the soldiers eye
Come, to tho scene of slaughter hic,
Thy cherish'd home--fiurEah.
ftJ| - atA,
10, glorious thus in Hup,ial tie.
To wed meath heavens canopy!
Bright, as sunbeam of the skyT.
Glistsrs your bride-Hurrah!"
Forth, then. thou messenger Of strife.
Thou German soldiers plighted wife.--
Who feels not renovated life
j, Who'd clasplnf ihee'--Hurrab,
While in thy scabbard at my side.
seldom gazed ON thee. my BRIDE
Nswheaven has bid us ne'er diyiae--
Forever Join 'd--Hurrah!
Thse glowing TO my lips I'll press.
And all my ardent vows confess
o cursed be he beyond redress
Who'd thee forsake--Hurrah!
Let joy sit in thy polishd eyes,
While gianeing sparkles flashing risc---
Our marriage day dawns in the skies,
My bride Of stecl--Hurrah!
While Korncr was reading these line
Of living Gro 10 one Of his companion
shortly after he had pcnrilled them dow
ia his notebook, the sigfal for attack wa
ssuNdsd! The enemy wert beat back, an
He'd One Of the most bold in the pursu
was Korner; but the, enemy halted, an
ssnt back shower of'balls, one Of whic
struck the young hero in the spine and !
yer, depriving him Immediately Of COZ
Bciousneps. He was carried back, and pu
under surgeon's care, but life was 500
over with Theodor Korner. He had nc
vet completed his twcnty-secOnd Year
He was inferred by his Weeping friends
under an oak, near the village Of Wobbelir
When peace was re-establishod, the plac
where be lay was enclosed, and hant
some monument erected, bearing an IL
and ornamented with images {
The 'Lyre and Sword,' an appropriate It'll
given to q collection Of his smaller pieces
His countrymcn hold the memory Of The
odor Kornsr in revefance. and admiration
and may wen do 90; fory If ever poet san
and Warrior fought with noble and sacre
such was fhe character Of ID
impulses that inspired Abe vorso and ur
the "steel-bride" Il the youn
Of Germany.
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