The voice of freedom. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1839-1848, 1845-03-20
NOBILITY OF MECHANICS.
By Miss IL. L. Wentworth.

Toll on, sun burnt mechanic. God has
placed thee in thy lot, perchance, to guide
the flying car that whIrls US from scene
TO scene, or friend 10 friend bind down
the warning waves of ocean, tempest tost,
or chain the red artillery of heaven.
Toll on Without thy power, earth,
though her sands We're one vast Pactocs
of gold, would be waste OF linseIIed tears
and glitlering grief, and want and wo,
and splendid misery, CLEAN out from all
her treasured mines. Rich soils would
perish in their richness, and the fruits of
seasons changing, die ungatheEed from
he harvest.
Toll on | Jehovah was workman. too,
In The beginning God created heaven and
earth and from confused chaos sprang
this perfect world, the perfect workman
ship Of the eternal uncreated power. Up
rose the mighty armament, and. back the
suIen surges swept, submissive tanned,
each to their several bounds And then
be set great lights, the glorious sun to
bless the day; the tlmid moon to wear at
night the mlIder lustre OF the radiant orb.
He painted heaven with mingling blue
aud white, and in the vaulted arch a mod
est sar peeped out. seemed, by the ma esly
of sun and moon, like stray lilly breath
ing out lis lore OF meek and bIushlng love-
illness, in the gay tins OF opening bud and
rich vouptuous blossom.
Wondering, there dawned another, and
third, 'tIl clustering, clingIng TO the
spacious canopy, they read, in the calm
waters of the sea, the story of their radiant
loveiness. From thence assured, they
fear nor sun nor moon, but faithfully distIl
their pensive light. Old ocean tost her
crescent spray, and from her hidden depths
creatures of life came up, and flew about
the earth; winged fowls and birds, and
flying fish, and the great whale. dark EN-,
peror of the sea.
And God created man Six days he
labored, and the seventh he reposed =
while from The sea, the earth, the air, and
all that in lhem is, went up a chorus OF
extal;c praise TO God, the first, the eternal
architect
Toi! on, sun burnt mechanic heard ye
Of him whom babbling Jews despised q
The manger-born of Nazareth ?-ExaIled
10 the Prince DER death and hell. Read
We not, in The Book, of the un,aught ap.
prentice, who laid his hand upor TIberia's
rugged name, and it was stilled!
Toll on! Drink from the dews tia,
heaven dslls. Fragrant flowers, the
bursting buds. the blessed air, is untold
wealth to the hard proved and bronzeL
mechanic. Rich Golfers, bring II snare,
canker and heart corrosion. Gods wealth
is yours, a wealth 10 which decaying gold
is vanity and dross.
Toll on Proud peer and prince, and
pedapt, sage, statesman, and priest, now
claim the tribute of tomb, which fain
would drive away the greedy worm and
splendid eloquence and hooking tears are
shed and spent above the dust which lies
as common as the plebian herd. The
grave is the great leveler. BIesl grave !!
Grave of the tanned mechanic IA spirit
speaks from thence, and willing ears may
learn some TASK, which monuments of gold
have not power TO teach Proud man
learned mango sit above tina, tomb aud
weep to think that when old time shall
tire, the sun 60 out with WEAKNESS, obliv
IONS su!en surge shall sweep away your
greatness and your chivalry, above the
wreck of matter and the crush of worlds
the handwork of Gods own nobIeman
shall live, mmutable as time, while ,ime
his empire holds, eternal and eternity l.
Saturday Courier.
Stonington Point, VT