The Hawk-eye and Iowa patriot. (Burlington, Iowa) 1839-1843, 1840-01-02
NEW-YEAR'S ADDRESS
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AT length old THIRTY.NINE has gone,
And now, to greet the New YEARS dawn,
And glance awhile at by gone time,
The CARRIER brings his annual rhyme.
Kind Patrons, may this year to you
Be one Of peace and plenty too
May you be bless'd with every Joy,
Without one sorrow to annoy;
May Farmers from the fertile soil
Reap rich reward for all their toll.
These are my wishes, true and hearty,
For you, kind friends, thro' EIGHTEEN FORTY.
When we recall the by-gone year,
What varied, feeting scenes appear!
The world, how true did Shakespeare say,
Is but the stage where nations play.
While some perform the comic farce,
Others the tragic part rehearse.
Tyrants quarrel, aspirants jar,
Then we see scene of war,
Where blood and carnage strew the field,
Where nations fight ana armies yield.
But Time, the great " tomb builder" flies
Swift in his wake mutations rise.
Dread esprit of the scythe and glass :"
What changes in thy pathway pass
Time rolls the seasons swiftly by,
And beauty's roses fade and die,
And mans stupendous works of art,
With man, their builder, too, depart.
How wise then was that Sage's plan,*
Who laughed at follies done by man,
For when ambition docs obtain
All that deep laid schemes can gain,
Time swings aloft his sbarpen'd blade,
And in the dust ambitions laid.
Now borne on fancy s rapid wings
Well visit courts of distant kings:
In France, still Louis Philippe reigns.
Lo after all the - three days" pains,
E..xao J;l ll,o EeonSc ,,,o,r< ~ old
Bring forth mouse we now behold
That nation still compelledto bear
The chains which Europe's vassals wear.
In Britain, and in Greece and Spain,
We see three royal minors reign.
With children at The nations helms
No wonder disrord jars the realms;
At such IA strange and foolish sight,
We Yankees look, and laugh outright,
And even red men spurned the law
Which came from England's little squaw,
We we'll may laugh at foreign lands,
To put them on the Indians track;
Methinks, while laughter fills my soul,
hear this general call the roll:
:. Jowler, 80. bow-wow" the hound replies,
s. Venus" she turns her leering eyes,
6 .,uno''-but Juno left the pack,
lie whistles now to call her back:
No Juno comes-perhaps she's dead
By Indian hands, perchance, she blcd--
And stretched on glory's sield afar,
She lies soldier killd in war.
Forbid Oh Heaven, the dire disgrace!
That history's future page should trace
The time when freedoms stripes and stars
Led martial dogs to Indian wars;
Or when that glorious banner stream'd
Der conquered ramparts DOG REDEEMED.
At home we have but little news
Sufficient to inspire the muse.
Missouri's war at length is Ger,
I've told you of it oft before.
Its deeds need not now repeat,
You've read them in the Hawk-Eye sheet.
To see the sceptre in the hands
OF such poor, simple, trifiing things
As nations take for queens and kinee.
Oft porn at once we find the crown,
The spaddling band, and regal gown.
Here must stop nor longer roam
Mid foreign co1rts-I'll turn me home
You've heard how Satan, dress'd in blue,
Once tray elled all the nations through
To nut, as he declared, all right,
which was TO stir up war and fight.
It seems he lately made call,
To see the boys At Congress hall,
And there enjoin what he calls order,
And try to kick up fight and murders,
And spread war throughout the nation
About New Jerseys Delegation.
IT'S said we've got horrid way
To fight the wars Of Florida: