The Whig standard. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1843-1844, 1844-03-09
SONGS, POETRY, AND PITY.

| SONGS, POETRY, AND PITY.
| We have bowels Of mercy-we are sure we
have-Shd the reason why we know this, is,
because we feel them yearn daily for the poor
editors of the Globe, Richmond Enquirer, &C.,
who moan and howl so piteously when the
Wings sing, We perceive how 1t distresses
Them to hear Wing songs, and we sympathize
with them, we are sorry for them, we would do
anything to relieve them-except stop the sing
ing. We can not do that: we must sing-the
happy and merry always sing; the goodnatured
sing; the innocent and virtuous sing; the fortu-
nate sing; all who are in good health, good spi-
rits, good humor, and good tune, sing the young
and the beautiful sing; the brave and chivalrous
| sing; the ploughman sings the wood-chopper
sings; the waggoner, as he wends his way
slowly over mountains, and along valleys, by
the side Of gentle streams where all is quiet,
sings responsive to the birds, which sing all
around him, everywhere, in the grove, forest,
and field. Singing is an evidence of happiness ;
why, therefore, should not the Wings sing !?
They must sing; they wiH sing; they shall
sing. But while we insist upon it that there
must be singing-among the Whigs-ladies and
gentlemen both,-our commiseraton for those
upon whose ears this music CRATES, and causes
them to howl like dogs at the ringing Of bells,
incines us to do anything we can for their relief
We will help them to stop their ears-we would
assist them most cheerfully to get away from
the sound of Wing songs-and to do this they
must go :" to the deserts Of Arabia" to KAN
schatka, Salt River, or some other such delight
ful place, where Wings have not yet found their
way. Or, if they prefer it, perhaps they might
find peace and quietness, and freedom from the
annoyance Of Wing songs, in Texas-no Wings
having gone there
Unless those who are thus distressed by pa
triolic music will resort to one Of the expedients
we have suggested to get rid of the evil, we do
not know what they are to do, or what can be
done for them We know it is very distressing
to them-extremely so-that it shocks their
nerves "awful bad" and puts them in dreadful
had temper-so bad they curse, and rave and
look SO fierce it is dreadful to behold; but what
can be done9 There is one remedy-nay, two.
besides closing their ears, emigrating to the
deserts of Arabia, &C.. namely, first, to get up
songs Of their own about Martin Van Buren,, and
sing them with such strength of lungs and fervor
of feeling as to drown the voices of the Wings
secondly, if they cannot get up any songs, or
raise tune about Mr.. Van Buren,, to join in
with the Wings and sing Clay songs even louder
than they. We will guaranty this to be an
effectual cure, as every Locofoco will find who
tries it. That which is now discord to their
ears, will at once become harmony and melody,
proving, in the clearest possible manner, the
truth of Popes line. at
"All discord, harmony not understood
All partial evil, universal good"
1t is harmony not understood nop by them,
and therefore TO them discord. Let them join
in it, and they will understand it, because they
will feel it; it will then be harmony; not that
kind, of which they have so much in their har-
monious party" but real, genuine concord and
melody. ta -s