New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1848-02-26
For The Trlbsse.
BLADES OF STEEL.
BY Ws. GLAND sorENE.

By Wx. GLAND sorESE.
! SAW two gli,tering Blades Of Steel
Drawn from the same metallic bar:
This, said the brawny son Of toll,
"shall reap the riches Of the soil,
While this shall win uncounted spoil
Mid carnage and the shrieks Of war
Twin particles OF shining ore
Twin atoms from the gloomy mine
Were here divided, and they bore
The impress Of some great design
And resolved, with steady aim
To trace their history and their fame.
At lsst--no matter how-we met
Strange opposition it may be
On one a radiant gem was set
Which, red with dripping blood was wet.
Dipped in the strifes enssnguin ed sea
While he that heard the Yeomsns vow
Had all rust-reddened with the sweat
That fell from Labors honest brow.
II with brilliant eye that beamed
Beneath hilt of FURNISHED gold,
In rich attire, could scarce behold
His toil-worn mate, who h1mbled seemed
Before the princely form that stood
In martial pride-ior neither dreamed
Of close affanced brotherhood.
But strangers oft upon their way
Hold converse, and we comrades sought
For such beguiing Of the day,
To tell what novelties we brought
How we had Jared
What dangers shared
And thus awake the slumbering thought
The dusty plebeisn meekly bowed
And gave tn unvarnished tale
Scarce telling in voice aloud
The beauties Of his humble vale.
In simple words he sweetly drew
The brightest scenes Of rural bliss
And round the vine clad cottage threw
The Eden.fowers Of love and peace
Spring 10 its zephyr-sandal sped
Along its perfumed path Of green,
And tripping on with tinkling tread
Left rainbow hues o err all the scene.
The Summer gave the golden grain,
rich reward for Lsbors care,
And freely spread the boundless plain
With answers to the daily prayer.
The Autumn brought the browning leaf
The mellowing Of the waning year,
While Winter gathered up the shesf
or loved repose and social cheer.
Said he, while tears that downward stole
Spoke kindling mem ries in the soul
"Thus in the holy paths Of peace
Live my successors when ] cease.
Then he that bore the crimson dye,
Flushed with the thought Of other days,
Poured passion from bis piercing eye
And dared the sunbeam with his gaze.
With burning words and lofty tone
He told his story In his path
He swept great princes from the throne
And humbed kingdoms in bis wrath.
The kindred element Of fire
He called his aid his only trust
AMBITION, and his loved attire
The smoke Of cities turned to dust
He led million in his train
In stirring song his brilliant deeds
Were sung-and by his lustrous reign
The conqueror on war-trained steeds
Swept like the lightning through the earth
And scathed the nations in their birth
Or pitted empires on the field,
That he. WORLDS UMPIRE, might decide
Who should the gded sceptre WELD
Ger all beside
While thus he spake the wind shrieked by
Appalled, with Wars remorseless deeds,
And, as it bore the Earth's deep sigh
1t said, ooh thou of dazzling eye
For thy dark crimes planet bleeds!
When this had flown,
Soft melodies and gentle strains
Threw on the sense their sweetest tone
In Loves refrsins,
And bright presence was revealed
From Heavens unwarring azure field.
He touched the crimsoned blade, and breath
Another name and songs Of PEACE
Which never in the earth shall cease
From the wide altar round him wresthed;
The Sword, anew commissioned there.
Its brothers boiler toll shall share.
Bolreriale, L0rslaad Aug. /, lsa7.