The Madisonian. [volume] (Washington City [i.e. Washington, D.C.]) 1837-1845, 1840-12-31
CARRIERS ADDRESS
THE MADISO MAN.


JOY friends old and new The year that hath past
Has disped the clouds that our hopes o'ercast
And opened above radiant glow
Of beauty and love for the world below
WHILE faction and tyranny, backed by powr
Have sought to ruin or to rule the hour
With eye unblench'd and foot that ne'er faters
Liberty and Truth, have stood to their affairs
Live the Republic Oh never despair,
ResisteSs Ocean and free as the Air
The PEOPLE have swept in their wrath and might,
The mists that have whelm'd us in years of night;
Oerthrown the minons affecting to scorn,
The Patriot Hero and Log Cabin Born,
And trampled in dust the vile servile crew,
That scof'd at virtues themselves never knew
Unloos'd the proud Bird they ne'er would let rise
And bid it soar to its bright native skies
WHEN first the Saxon eapd on Plymouth shore,
Oppression sighed but freedom breath'd once more;
And man stood forth, himself solution
OF problem-a free CONSTITUTION
While the smoke that from his cabin top curled
First spread the truth DER the western world:
That Freedom had struck on his Lighthouse hearth,
vestal spark that should fire the whole earth
And more than century's rolling tide
And the waves of years onward yet to ride
Events now known-those heaving into birth
Confirm the tale of Freedoms cradle hearth.
For now when Peace and Promise bend their bow,
Der Oppression fan under Freedoms blow
And Hope triumphant urges empress soul
10 enterprises proud and brilliant goal
And Glory borrows new and gorgeous fires,
TO crown the temples where Freedom aspires
The world at once is proudly confessing
The old hearth-flames perpetuated blessing.
Resist it? Stay well the law of death,
The thunders roar, times flight, tempests breath.
No! Like careering storm, or ightnings shock,
Scoming earthly barriers, loving to mock
The ire of foreign king or native foe-
1t lives the freemans Joy and tyrants woe.
From Bunker's height to Yorktowns glorious plain
In camp and court, on shore and on the main,
Through all the changes trials hopes and fears,
To triumph smiling thro' its blood and tears;
Midst the anxious thoughts, and long debate,
BY which our fathers framed our happy state,
And tests applied to try its doubted strength,
BY factous interests starting up at length,
Down thro' the dread shock of second fight,
When freedom else had bid our land good night;
When, kindled under cumulated wrong,
Avengeful passion fired the patriot throng;
Till to the warshock and the battle-call
Exultant victory echoed Britans fall
And Glory chsel'd midst her brightest names,
New ORLEANS, NIAGARA and the THAMES
Fen to the civil perils of the hour,
When clouds of party hate and discord low'r:
When POWER and PRIDE would have left to fame
No more of dear bought freedom but the name
Sparing not, they urged TIL impending doom,
Living hope, or WASHINGTON in the tomb
Or glory past or yet to come. Yet bark
The signal-fires from freedoms holy ark
Flame aloft, and the watchmen catch the sign
From hill, thro vale and subterranean mine
The gathering mlrmurs run till the shout
Of answering millions thunder tone rings out,