The Republican. [volume] (Woodville, Miss.) 1844-1847, 1845-12-13

henceu 10 the Dem0clHtlc Review, a setie
OF "SOngs Of Labor" The first being for 9Th
Shoemnkefs" Himself one Of the crafi, Ii
nrodnced song worthy Of being sung where
eVera manly hand plies the useful labor
awl and hammer, or a white and petty on
adds lie Manifestations 10 complete The pic
duct.
/ THE SIOEMAKERS.
s.s BY. 6. WHITTIER,
Ho! workers of the old dime styled
The Gentle Graft Of Leather
Young brothers Of the ancient guild,
Stand forth once more together /
Call out again your long array
In the olden merry manner;
Once mole on gay 81 CIispin's day
Fling oul your blazoned banner.
Rap, Rap! upon the well worn stone
How falls the polished hammer!
Rap, RaPl the meOsureGsound has grown
A quick and merry clamor.
Now shape the sole, now deity curl
The glossy vainp aroundit,
And bless The While he brighi-eyed girl
81 Whose gentle fingers bound III
WV.
Fer you along the Spanish Min
A bundled keels are plnughing;
For you The Indian on the plain s
His lusso coil is throwing;
For you deep glens with hemlock dark
The Woodlands fle is lighting;
For you upon the oaks grey bark
The woqdmavPs axe is emitting.
For you from Cardinals pine
The Iosin gum is stealing;
For you The darkseyed FloIentine
Hersilken skein isreelng;
For you tie dizzy goat-heid roams
His rugged Alpine lodges;
For you all round her shepherd homes
Bloom EnglOnds lhorny hedges!
The foremost still by day or night
On moaied mound or heather,
Wherever tie need of trampled right
Bronght toiIing men together.
Where the free burghers from the wall
Defied the mail-elad masies
Than yours at Freedomsstrumpet call,
No craftsmen rallied fasler7
Let foplings sheer, lei fools deride,
Ye heed no idle sooner,
Fee hands and hears are still your pride,
And duty done, your honor.
Ye dare to trust for honest fame
The jury Time empanels,
Aud leave to ruth each noble name,
Whicheglori6es your aunals
Thy songs; Hans Soch, living yet,
III sirohg and hearty German,
| And Bloom6eld's lay and Giford's vii;
And The rare good sense Of 6heTmanI
Still from bis book, mystic eeer,
The soul OF Behmen teaches.
And England's presclafi shakes iolhear
OF Fox's leAthern bleechts.
The Foot is yours, where'er it falls
lltIeAds your we'll wrought leaiher
On earthern floor, in marble halls,
On carpet OF on heather,
Sill there The sweetest charm is found
OF matfOn grace OF vestals, \,
Az Hebe's foot bore nectar round
among the old celesiale!
Rap, Rap!-your Stout and bluff broga0,
! With fOoislepsiow andweasy,
May wander whefe the sky's blue span,
Shuts down upon the prairie.
The slippers shine on Ben0ly'sl foot,
BY SaraIoga's fountain, "a
Or lead, like snow-Aakes falling mute,
The dance on Calskill mountainl
The red brick TO the mason's hand,
The brown earth TO The liIlu's
The shoein yours shall wealth command
Like fairy CindereIlasI
AS they who summed the household maid,
Beheld the crown upon her,
So all shall see her Toll repaid
With health and home and honor.
Then lei the toast be freely quaifed
10 WATER cool and trimming;
Gall honor 10 the good old Graft,
lie merry men and women!
Call out again your long array a
Ia the old times pleasant manner,
Once more 90 gay 81. Crlspins day
Fling out your blazOned banneIl
ORIGINAL ANECDOTE OF
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