New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1845-01-01

They find q level for their fight,
Nor war against unequal might
To tell the Nubian, than whose SKIN
The mind is darker far within,
That fair portion OF Gods earth
Is truly his by right of BIRTH,
That he is chosen OF Gods love
To life below as light above,
Harvest and sunshine are Tor him
Freedom of intellect and limb
These are our duties-we are set
To call from Freedoms mlnaret
To the wide world 10 come to prayer,
And supplicale with them for grace,
Nor mete Gods mercies share by share
Because We hold the lotlier place.
To this proud eminence assigned
This yantage-ground DER all our kind
Oh, let not base oppression STAN
a place so proud and pure;
But the bright memories that rellaln
How many Revolution PLAN
To Freedoms cause secure -
They shed light too sacred lar
To be one hour allied
With wonder lone" and troubled star
Where sages read dishonor's war,
Lost faith and fallen pride
Shall we, of honored sires the heirs,
Become degraded buccaneers,
Plumber our nciahborS land-go out
With oasconade and shot, and shout,
Beset the hiehwav---dare the strife,
And take his treasure or his lie
IT'S roughly questioned, we confess;
But is il truth one word the less
Our slave-marts--. curses on the name
Are they so few among lie free
That we must swell our present shame
With endless Years of infamy,
And add another still more fresh,
To glut the rage for human flesh
Oh! Mercy, Freedom, Justice, Pride,
Humanity-all heayen-allied,
Combine your voices, not in ire,
Not with the spirits lighlninS-ilre,
But all the southern soul to wake
To truth, for truths own sacred sake:
Bid MIN reject the bargained blood,
Tell him LIES current, as ii rolls
Thro his poor coored brothers blood,
Bears on its tide immortal souls:
He will not cannot, must not pause;
'Tis written in Gods book of laws,
That man should be 10 man brother,
And. with his love, love one another.
These are impending ills they cast
Deep, ominous shadows round our way,
But lei us stand unto the last
In stern. infexble array.
Already in the Nations field
The chief of Quincy hath arisen.
And the first flashing OF his shield
Has pour'd Heavens sunlight thro' the prlsol
The first great triumph from defeat
Like light from darkness, springs 10 iame'
And tells our thousands yet to meet
Around our country'S flag, the same
In nature principle and name.
Let us, in memory the fight
Whose victory is ours of right,
Retain the banner torn bat flying,
And lift again to earth and sky
The beauty of its stars undylng,,
And wake once more orr battle cry
PRorEcrIoN our unlailing guide,
Our country first and last" our PRIDE"
CAROL.
Time What a fleeing thing
Ever upon the wing
Transient the hours that bring
The night, and day;
Liie What rapid stream,
Glitl'ring in pleasures beam;
All like morning dream,
Passing away!
TITS but trumpet's blast;
Stirring, yet soon the last
Sound into silence passed,
Is heard no more!
Youths flowers fade and die
Ere sweet wreath we tie,
Years hasten on,-a sigh,
And all is DER!
What is it all to me-
While sing merrily,
Times ashley ought TO be,
Not as they are
Hope for a brighter day.
Carriers better pay,
Something to "lay away, -
Something to spare!
SPOKEN. )--Anciently the Tribune was elected by
1eople for his good sense, and fidelity TO their in
is. He was their adviser in council, and offer
hem TO triumph Our TRIBUNE is of the same
lotto spirit; and the Carrier, of course, cores
ls-He is Philosopher.
What 10 him how fortune sends;--
What the thousand ills of life;
All his Patrons are his friends,
And his Paper is his wife!
Over city. hill, and plain,
Of the drenchng tempest falls,
But The Storm descends in vain,
When the voice of duty calls.