Richmond enquirer. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1815-1867, 1845-07-01
POETRY.
i. SUITABLE TRIBUTE.

A SUITABLE TRIBUTE =,
We take great pleasure in publishing 'ne 40
,om;,a hs.uliful and soul-s,iriDg lines, on suo
ice, of peculiar interest 10 the American Pr"
:, h. nresent moment, when country Is mourn :,
mo for the loss OF their hero. The young ''ieno
who kindly sends them 10 US, says "u'.
-.a,, 10, Americans should be sometimes &c
,n;ndsd of the deeds Of their defenders, ana Get
,ainly this subject could moi have been uea'e'
,nore beautifully than the author hasdone 1heS'
Graceful and impressive lines were pennea SOM
Years 400 BY distinguished VirginiaD, who ma
WON nearly all the honors Of the State. No more
suitable time could have been selected for pre-
sen,ing them 10 The public. But no encomiuu
from US is necessary, TO draw attention TO the'
merits. They speak, most eloquenily, their owl
praise: p.o
LINES
On The Battles Of Dec. o, 1914, and Jan. 8, 1913
IN defence Of Ner ORLEANS.
McHenry's hills no longer glare
With rockets cleaning through the air
No longer British thundeIs there
Disturb The peaceful scenery.
With suied flag the vengeful foe
Turns from that field OF death and woe,
Where Bri,on's chivary laid low,
The price OF doubtful victory!
With eager haste they swift display
The crowded SAIL and scud away
I ike Falcon STOPPING TO her prey
Like Eagle from his ayry.
Their course they bend 10 Southern skies;
Defenceless, see, their quarry lies;
Beauty and booty is their prize
Their victim, helpless Orleans
Nor chief nor people slumber now;
With anxious eye they watch the foe;
With constant hearts await the blow
And pant for deeds OF chivalry
Swift 10 avenge coun,ry's wrong,
Backwoodsmen raise their battle song,
And Carols thousands sweep along
The wintry waters rapidly.
And darkness overspreads the land,
And daunlless JACKSON leads The band,
To meet the foe upon the strand,
And join in dreadful revelry!
His country's swond-his coun,ry's shield
Injured 10 ,oil-un,ausht 10 yield
To savage foe in bloody field,
Or Famines CHASTITY menaces,
To save the land behold he flies!-
a thousand shouts around him rise!-
With cheers he answers 10 their cries,
And fills each breast with confidence.
"Haste haste We to the field OF Death
Seize on that pass The sword unsheathe
Nor yield, but with your latest breath,
Americas Thernopyle"
Onward they rush, with loud acclaim;
Their war cry, dear cuunty's name
Their chief, the fosler-child Of Fame;
Onward, they rush, 10 viclory.s
IT'S we'll Now raise the rampant hish:
With steady hand and blenchless eye
And h arts prepared to win or die,
Await the rallied enemy.
xiii.
With fearless hearts, and naughty glance,
And Haunting banners, firm advance
The boas,ful conquerors OF France,
The hosts Of mighty Wellington.
XIV.
The rifles aimed with fatal art, ANUS pau
And many gallant Brilon's heart,
In death, now throbs convulsively.
With shout, and soul-inspiring cheer,
Did lowlander and mounlaineer
Thrice rseet the shock and mock at fear,
And dare the combat gallantly.
And thrice did Britain's veteran band,
Victors in every other land,
Renew the onset, hand 10 hand,
And wrestie for the mastery.
In vain! the spell is at an end
The red cross sinks the stars ascend
In vain, the hirelngs contend
With Freedoms hardy yeomanry.
XVIII.
Enough! The moat is filled with slain
Their slaughtered columns strew the plain
The spangled banner vet again
Waves 10 the breeze triumphantly.
Harp OF my country, cease It's not for thee
Whose spirit frank disdains the courtly phras
To turn from fields like this thy mins,relsy,
Zen TO be brave, flatterinS song TO raise,
And wound soldiers ear with fulsome note
OF praise.
Enough for him, to see the blushing maid
From wars alarms protected by his hand;
Enough for him. his victor flag displayed,
To see retire The foemans shattered band,
Willis, peace and JOY return to bless gratef'
land!