The Evansville journal. (Evansville, Ind.) 1834-184?, 1847-01-07


Guarded and blessed the poor mans toll,
And crowned with fruit the leaning soil.
Science hath traced her path of light,
More brilliantly TO mortal sight;
Commerce hath poured upon our shores,
Her vast and still increasing stores;
And, circling in her mighty plan,
The various families of man;
Has seen their strongest interests tend
With that of others 10 unite;
And made the good of each depend
On that OF adjust as The bright
Hues of the rainbow meet and blend,
Within the sumbeam's stronger light. ID
Butnoo how changed! Wars sullen roar
Hath pealed lis lhunders on our shore,
Not as Of old, when in the fight,
Which saw Columbia's Banner wave
Ger Freemen batlleing for their Right,
Or falling in glorious grave,-s rs
The blood OF Freedom, from each sod,
Der which the war-cloud ihickly curled,
Called forth the arm of freedoms God,
To battle for the Infant World. assah
Oh! never might that Banner wave aaa
Der less consecrated grave! saa
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While a new wreath of deathless fame,
Is woven for our Country's brow,
BY those, who. glorying in her name,
Offered their blood upon the shrine,
To patriot hearts the most divine. s
Unfurl that Banner 10 the air!
Andwhere its glorious folds display
The stars and stripes, twill. with them bear,
AT Monmoth or al Monterey
The patriots dearest offering, Life
To crown itvictor in the strife. 80
And freely was mat Offering made - .
AS freely shall il be repaid.
And while affection drops its tear,
Above their consecrated bier,
Their Country twines around their name,
The brightest laurel wreath of fame.
But by the man, at whose command,
1.-The Torch of War again displayed
Its baneful radiance DER the land, d
A fearful reck'ning must be paid!
As of the Ocean, tempest stirred,
The peoples thunder tones are heard; H--
Denouncing that unhalowed zeal, w
Which TO promote party's good,
Would sacrifice Nations veal,
And shed the Country's dearest blood
Weighed in the balance, they have found.
His Hottest boast, an empty sound, --
Wanting the slatesman's noblest part,
The able head-ihe honest beari,-
They, to his reign of power will send
An early and inglorious end.
Truth shall again assert her sway;
For through the darkning gloom of night
The Nation halls the rising day,
About to bless US with its light!
He has gone-he has gone--that good oil
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Bury him kindly--and drop tear; z-a
Rosemary strew 10 deck his grave
And marble stone shall bis memory save.
He walked with US in his youthful pride,
He sighed with us when the flowers died;
He shook from the trees their Autum
s8 gear, bonn ad 1'sta1a*ea
And babe us remember his end was near.
With sunshine and cloud he his way begui
And the eve of his life was serene and milf
''Tis true, his hand wore blood-red stain,
And he looked unmoved at the Warrior
pain; s4.t s.f..e. 1,5iat .s.7
He turned from the widows imploring han
To the orphans tear,lhe offered "landn'
Hhe said that 1rar was pleasant game
That we long had needed both wealth ar
fame; Is -1 s05a
That all sad scenes of pain and death,
Were hid by the glittering laurel wreath;-
And when we complained OF our gallil
s yoke, assd @
To all our appeals he answered "Polk''!!
But now he is gone, with each merit al
fault
And we'll bury him deep in the family vau
Death gave him at las. happy release,
And he closed his eyes with a prayer
@- t"Peaceni
He is widely mcurned-his funeral knel
Rings over the earth Farewell-Fa
aA Welt
Now drop the past, and dry the tear; ga
Open the book of the coming year;
The corners are new and the leaves
white,
With CLEANS from the lamp Of Hope
bright;
And hope as the pages her fingers turn
Gathers gem from The Futures urn;
We eagerly grasp at her fancies wild, .
Then drop them soon, like wearied chill