Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1844-05-24
THE DAWN OF BRIGHTER DAYS.
by A MEMBER OF THE CLAY Gun, NORWICH, CON
Tune" GARNER DOVE"

ny MEMBER CLAY Gun, NORWICH, conn.
Tune" CARnER DOVE"
THERr's name that falls on the patriots ear,
Wherever his steps may roam,
AS sweet as the sound that the oXiles hear,
When they come TO their long left home;
Though the daring and cunning and treacherous rise,
The sceptre Of Office to sway,
Yet the golden days of the great and wise
Rise airesh at the name of our CLAY.
Fair Commerce that flies on the wings of the gales,
And plows all DER,
Long riding at anchor with dead Tapping sails,
Scarce daring to move from the shore
Her streamers let fly and her unluIed
And CALAMITY moved from the bay,
And waited her treasures all over the world,
When first the Wings shouted for CLAY.
The loom and the spindle were silent and still,
The anvil and lathe under key,
The waterfall idly rushed on by the mill,
And mixed with the waves Of the sea;
But the lathe set to work and the anvil to ring,
And the loom and the spindle to play,
And the water began on the buckets to spring,
Quick as thought at the mention of CLAY
The Mechanic sat gloomy, and sighed that his skill
Lay idle without its reward,
And the Merchant scarce opened his moneyless till,
For the times were so rugged and hard
But 10 the Mechanic rolled up his white sleeves,
Aud set every muscle in play,
And the Merchant turned over his ledgeI's full leaves
With JOY at the mention OF CLAY.
The Farmer dishoartensd, turned over his soil,
And scattered his seed with tear,
For he knew small pttance was all that his toll
Must have for its wages year;
But up spTang the Farmer, gay as a lord,
And toed with delight all the day,
For he found that hard labor would get its reward
Encouraged and fostered by CLAY.
The Shoemaker sat and looked over tho past
And saw how tho present went wrong,
And declared =" he would never put leather TO last,
Or drive pegs again toi song -
But he caught up bis upron TO cover his lap
And cut, stitched and pegged all tho day,
And the hammer and lapstone went clap, clap CLAP,
As soon as they shouted for CLAY.
The North and the South and the East and the West
Seemed all in their ruins to lie,
Though some had their millions to sell TO the rest,
The rest had no money TO buy;
But they spTang up elated and purchased and sold
Nor feared they moment Tor pay,
For they knew there'd be plenty Of silver and gold,
When matters were managed by CAY.
The Trader sat lolling and talked with his clerk,
And wished every day it was through;
He had not the heart 20 go gaily to work,
Because he had nothing TO do
But 10 in an instant, they thronged to his shop,
And kept him in motion all day,
As soon as they heard that the Wigs had got up,
To open tho White House for CLAY.
The Laborer sat and he musod with his vito,
For gloom brooded over his truck
He could not got money enough for his life,
To get new coat for his back
But sunshine broke forth and he abored with gloe,
And piled up his cash every day,
And bought new suit to go over and see
Tho Inauguration Of CLAY.
The Tailor sat musing, cared he shad
II the coat were made snugly or loose,
For ne times had gone lately so droary and bad,
And here he called Martin goose,)
But no kicked DER his GOOSE and he eaped with delight
And he slowed his old cabbage away,
And he CUT sewed and stitched il from morning ill night
When he heard the Wings shouting for Clay
The Loeos were laughing that times went 90 bad.
From hilltop and valley and shore,
For e'en though the Poor were not rich as lord.
They knew that the Rich would bO poor 4,
But when the Wings shouted, they started in 1oeks
And came near TO fanting away,
For they knew 'twould he fatal to Martin the fox
But glory and triumph to CLAY.