Bloomington herald. [volume] (Bloomington, I. T. [Iowa]) 1840-1849, 1843-07-21
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From the Ohio Statesman
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From the Ohio Statesman
rvE TREE or LIBERTY.
Heard you o the tree o France,
Iwatna what's the name OF;
sround a the patriots dance,
Weel Europe kens the fame OF.
I, ,tarde where ancc the Bastile stood,
4 prison bulk BY kings, man,
When supers,i,ion's hellish brood
Kept France in leading strings, man.
Upo' this tree there grows sic fruit,
fts virtues a can tell, imam
Il raises man aboon the brute,
1t makes him ken himser, man.
Gif ance the peasant taste bite.
He's greater than lord, man.
And wi the beggar shares mite.
GA he can afford, man.
This fruit is worth a Afric's wealth.
To comfort US twas sent, man;
TO gle the sweetest blush o health,
And max US a content, man.
I, clears the cen, it cheers the heart,
Maks high and low good friends, man;
And he who acts the traitors part,
I.toperdition sends, man.
Ny blessings aye attend the chiei,
VIVA piticJ Gallia's slaves, man,
And stow'd branch, spite o the dell,
Frae yont the Western waves, man;
Fair Virtue water'd it wi care,
And now she sees wi pride, man,
How weel it buds and blossoms there,
Its branches spreading wide, man.
But vicious folk aye hate to see
The works O Virtue thrive man;
The courtIy vermin's bannd the tree,
And graf to see it thrive, man;
King Loui' thought to cut it down
For th- the watchmen crack'd his crown,
Cut aft IT, head and a, man.
A wicked crew SYM on a time,
Did tax solemn aitA man,
1t ne'er should flourish to%s prime,
wat they pledged their fash, man;
Ava they gaed WI mock parade.
Like beasies hunting game, man.
But soon grew weary o the trade,
And wish'd they d been at home, man.
For Freedom standing by the tree,
Her sons did loudly ca man;
She sang a song o liberty,
That pleas'd them ane and a, mar.
BY her inspir'd the newborn race,
Soon drew the avenging steel, man;
The hirelings ran-her foes giel chase
And bang'd the dcspot weel, man.
Let Britain boast her hardy oak,
Her poplar and her pine, man
Aud Britain ance could crack her joke,
And DER her neighbors shine, man:
But search the forest round and round,
And soon twill be agreed, man,
That sic tree cannot be found,
"Twixt London and the Tweed, man.
Without this tree, alake this life,
Is but vale o woe, man;
A scene O sorrow mix'd wi strife.
Nae real joys we know map:
We labor soon, we labor late,
To feed the titled kpave, man;
And a the comfort we're to get,
Is that ayont the grave, man.
Wi plenty o sic trees, I trow,
The world would live in peace, man;
The sword would help to make plow,
The din O. war would cease, man:
Like brethren in common cause,
Wed on each other smile, man;
And equal rights and equal laws,
Would gladden. every isle, man.
Wac worth the loon that walna eat
Sic halesome dainty cheer, man;
I'd gle my shoon frae off my feet
To tast sic fruit, swear, man.
syne let us pray, auId England may
Sure plant this far-famed tree, man;
And blythe we'll sing, and hail the day
That gave US Liberty, ulan,
R. BURNS.
IRurH.-Truth has been thus eloqnen,
cribed by N. Benton who wrote 10 1915
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eternity. title Of the highss: grace, and
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