Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1846-11-27
P0ETRY Y.
VERSES.
SUGGESTED ny rur PRESENT CRISIS.

when a deed is done for Freedom, through
the broad earlh's aching breast,
Runs a thrill Of joy prophetic, trembling on
from cast 10 west,
And the slave. wherc'cr he covers, feels the
soul within him climb
To the awful verge of manhood, as the cner.
gy sublime
or a century bursts full-5lossomcd on the
thorny stem Of Time.
Through the walls Of hut and palace shoots
the instantaneous throe,
When the travail Of the Ages wrings catth's
systems to and fro;
At the birth of each new Eta, with a r?cog-
nizing start,
Nation wildly looks at Nation, standing with
mute lips apart,
And glad Truths yet mightier man-child
leaps beneath the Futures heart.
So the Evils triumph sendoih, with a terror
and a chill,
Under continent to continent the sense Of
coming i'll,
And the slave, whore'er no covers, feels his
sympathy with God,
In hot tear-drops cbbing earthward, TO be
drunk up by the sod,
Till a corpse craWls round unburied, dtlyiag
in the noblor clod.
For mankind is ono in spirit, ard an instinct
bears along
Round the earlh's electric circle, the swift
flash Of right or wrong;
Whether conscious or unconscious, yet HUI
manity's vast frame
Through its ocean-sundercd fbres feels the
gush Of joy or shame
In the gain or loss Of one race, all the rest
have equal claim.
Once to every man and nation comes the mo.
ment to decide,
In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the
good or evil side;
Some great cause, Gods NOW Messiah, offer
ing each the bloom or blight,
Parts the goats upon the left hand, and the
sheep upon the right,
And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that
darkness and that light.
Have We chosen, o my people, on whose
party ye shall stand,
Ere the Doom from lis lone sandals shakes
its dust against oar l1ud!
Though the cause Of evil prosper, yet the
Truth alone is strong,
And, albeit she wander outcast now, | see
around her throng
Troops Of beautiful tall angels 10 cnshield
her from all wrong.
Backward look across the ages, and the bea-
corrections See,
That, like peaks of some sunk continent it
through oblivion's sea
Not an ear in court or market for the low
foreboding cry
or those Crises, Gods storm winnowers, from
whose feet carth's chat must fly;
Never shows the choice mOmentous till the
judgment hath passed by.
PAGES but record
One death-orapnle in the darkness 'tviyt old
systems and the Word;
Truth forever on the scanold. Wrong forever
on the Throne
Yet that scahold syrays the future. and be-
hind the dim unknown,
Standeth God within the shadow. kcenin~
watch above his own.
and what is great,
Slow of faith. how weak an arm NAV turn
the iron helm of late;
But the soul is still oracular; amid the mar
kers din.
List the ominous stern whisper from the Del
phic cave within
HGN tu641ft kltlL GnlllFEn : CllAUEDn WHO
make compromise with sim
giant brood,
Sons Of british force and darkness. who have
drenched the earth with blood,
Famished in his self-made desert, blinded bv
our purer day,
Gropss in vet unblas,cd rcrions for his mise.
rable prev:
Shall we ruide his rory FINGERS where our
belDless children pi3yl
share her wretched crust,
Ere her cause bring fame and profit. and It's
prosperous to be Just;
Then it is the brave man chooses when the
coward stands aside,
Doubling in his abiect spirit, till his Lord is
crucifed,
And the multitude make virtue of the faitf
they had denied.