The Davenport gazette. [volume] (Davenport, Scott Co., Iowa) 1841-185?, 1848-01-06
CARRIERS ADDRESS
To THE


For now ne tia borne on tho wing Of the wind,
You dream Of some song Of the sweet Jenny Lind;
Again, and its measures are foating altar,
So distant and soltend, you'd think that some star
Had caught up the strain, as it fingered along,
And hur'd back the notes in q ZEPHYR Of song.
And then 10 some wild sporve mood or another,
Twill breathe on the shrine where some spirit doth no
Then send down the night wind it's trembling wall,
And banch the dark cheek of the warrior pale.
Again-and twill sigh to the maids Of the west,
And tune oil its strings TO the songs they love best
Then echoes the notes Of the clarion Of war.
And strikes the bold anthem of Iibcrty's star;
Thus ltful ils measures, thus varying its strain,
The year that is gone 10 ito circIing train,
Shall see what we all see sgnin md again,
The usual routine Of pleasure and pain
But still iho' the world is forever the same,
All striving Tor glory, or riches, or fame,
The murdcrous scenes Of the year that 10 past,
Will ever be pinion'd TO libcrtys mast,
And stand in our archives ia striking relief,
So fearful the deeds they will startlc belief.
Great God! the sole monarch Of heaven and earth,
Thou has lookd on country and blessed its birth;
We pray thee extend from thy temples above,
Tho light Of thine eye, and the arm Of thy love.
Our country has prosper'd in peace and in war;
Ger land and DER sea 10 the foeman niar.
Our eagles have daslld, '.likc whirwind nj play,
And swept them like chat, from the battle away"
Though phalanx on phalsnx, and legons Of horse,
We're marshan 10 stay brave baud in its course,
Like the mist Of the at the rise OF the sun,
Their forces were scaltcrd and victory won;
And up through the shades Of their and domes,
Tho stars aud broad stripes ot our country looms.
The hills Of the cast aud the plains OF the west,
Have yielded their stores md country is blessed.
No iaminc has reachd US, no pestence irown'd,
And wealth, joy, and 'goryr arc smiling around.
Grent ficaven we thank thee, wo cannot do more,
And he fAtn fecii, hum IL inn
Ye have placed Us, oh God! in this beautiful world,
Aud thy banner Of mercy in goodness uniurl'd,
Aud told 10 catch the swift hours they 1y,
And TO live while lis day for Tomorrow we die.
All hail. to thee! monarch Of Heaven nnd Earth,
Accept ofour praises, our jny, and our mir,h;
For New Year is born nnd We welcome the heir,
And hope be may well with his brothers compare;
May his sisters the seasons, receive him with Joy,
Aud welcome the birth Vi the beautiful boy.
Hail! stnr Of promise; hail! all hail!
Another bark has spread her sail;
Ger freedoms ocean, swift she bounds,
Like antler'd stag before the hounds.
lark! rcadcr; us she g'idcs along,
Arises freedom's stirring song.
With wings outsprcad, and watchtul eye,
Her guardian eagle scars on high,
Ready 10 sweep, in veal or voc,
And warmly welcome friend Or foe;
She passes on away, away
Would'st know her name? Ills Iowa.
Her horn Of plenty runnc,ho DER,
And bounteous her every store.
'Tis true that rocks and rapids stay,
And check her in her onward way,
But sure our Uncle wise and kind,
Will bear those little things in mind,
Aud sweep from out waters wide,
The lurking death beneath tho tide.
Ours is grcnt and glorious nge
Science has openh wide her page,
While nrt her sister, keeps apac.,
And hand in hand she joins the rncc.
Swell'd by the growing virtues DER.
Our blessed land from shore to shore;
These aud religions influence wide,
With temperance its beautiful bride,
These will glorious Plialanx form,
That time itself can only storm;
Then let our glorious wntchword be,
ONWARD! STILL ONWARD! Liberty.
Around our CONSTITUTIONS sun,
New stars arc clustering by ono;
And bursting into lie and light,
Dispclng all tho shades Of night.
So round tho glorious orb Of day,
In distant space away, away,
Away in an eternal gloom,
Another world doth darkly loom.
Thus has the Telescope reveal'd,
TO LEvERRrER, that has been scard,
TO mortal knowledge since the world,
From Gods own scroll was grandly hurid.
With speed Of thought on lightnings wing,
Across broad hand now we bring,
The latest news; md you can get,
A part fthe last speech, while yet,
A Webster, Calhoun, Cass, or Clay.
Still holds the floor, and spouts away.
Canals and railroads. forts and fanes,
Start into life and power and glory reigns.
We scorn every cn,iff, the blight surprise,
TIE seaIot abhor, the tyrnnt despise.
Say! who will presume TO arrest with ts iorce'
Ths torrent u truth 10 its time eaten course.
The dark spell is broken, md libcrty's day,
Has dswud aud dispell'd the dark shadows away