The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1848-05-05
WASHINGTON, June 18th. ls47.

ACKNOWLEDGMENT and Belshazzar,
A TRUE ToRY-ABoUr CHURCH RoBBiNo;l
Dedicated to President Polk. by CromUe"
Mr. President Polk, have you never been told
OF King Nebuchadns zzsr, . rufaan OF old,
wno IN tps gnr"b 'a ao Ss.nur ts
The vessels Of gold he carried OF to his home,
And gave to his idols-we know you have some
Bob Walker, Buchanan, and brave Marcy, ne, er-
With Johnson, and Clifford, and Mason, We ses.
His Idols were dolts--but some value they had;
lfthey spoke not nor acted, they fed not, ~ dsd
But the idols you feed and i've sDs az
Mr. Ncbuchad sezzar for 90 grievous . sin
Wa changed to beast-prsy take warning BY MIN;
Rss~ on str d sn ..dnS sCy on
Bsishszz,r succeeding, caused tho vessels OF gold
N.buoh had robbed In bis oonquests OF DID,
To be brouah. and SGT forth at tall rovdy feast,
Where he meant to get drunk and behave hke DeaSs
In the midst of hts frolio OF victual and wine.
There came forth hand and penned TINS Inc
weighed and found & s,' s snS .a'k
SO Belshsz zar fell for receiving 60 far
What Observation-Disclosures had stole In the war,
And both learnt, too late when left in the luIch'
1t was dangerous stealing, to rob any ohuron'
Now, dear Jimmy Polk let this story, 90 true,
De warning in time, and q caution to you;
Ifyou, and your idols, are hard run for = tin"
The three ilions rob, not the ohurcE us sin.
most weighty sin, in this late moral age.
is the fichps from churches; aye cen ssSrilegs
But the money once voted The three MILLION Dust
If you keep 1t among you is but" Bresch OF Trust"
ms immortal Breeonos, Nsndsd NJ the Ex-
penss Of the Empire State.
"Y'umque Cano Virgil.
voLUSrkER ODE, nv CROMWELL.
Gssst man OF wsr how snail the poet dare
Your vslorous deeds and glorious acts declare
When millions upon millions daily hear,
From Richie peerless pen, your high caresr!!!
aou. .slf.pprovlns hour, Who'll. year. oa.v.ish..
or stupd starsre and Of loud husxahs."
sowrcte Pope, and 50 thought Marcy too,
When first his msnded breeches caught his view.
Twas an event, to grace your passing days,
And kndlc all your glory to - blsze-
Like wise Mohammet, osn brave Marcy brag,
His brsechss mended for his party g Rag
Some wArlihe trophy, oountryuen, come raise,
pyramid of arms in noble Marcy's praise;
High Ger the whole, erect lofty msst,
And nail on high the hero's breaches fast;
There let them wavs and the passing wind,
For time and bress' 10 daliance combined
Glitter, 70 stars around the moon, pals one,
shine forth ia all thy glory, O. rsdisnt suo 49,.
sIesks oflishtning- come fall beneath the feet
or Msrcy--ior him let crashing thuuders roll,
And esrthq 1akes rend from pole TO pole!
Fame, buy trumpet new. o. sounding brass,
Ere shs procaims what Marcy brings to pass
yhes. tr.eoh.. patched immor,.li.. his name,
Asd future odes and sonnsts justly clains [mend,
The Tslor (rsyor) whose sk did these old breaches
Wen no. forget to praise, and thank: to send, 49,
Jim Polk will banish-that Taylor come In power.
Song of Taylor.
United States come one aud all
Sing Taylor Is deeds our greatest glory;
Whose psms will stoutcst foes sppal,
And feats inspire for future story.
Taylor, in childhood had no fears,
Was bold of heart nor found better,
Though boy hoods smiles he'd yield to tears
AT sorrows tale Of tyrants letter.
Wen have him for President
His strength and courage let US nourish
He's kind Of heart of good intent;
In war, In peace, he'll ever hourieh.
Cbo,us-United States, come one and all,
Sing Tsyor's Deeds our greatest glory,
Whose name will stoutest foes appa
And feats inspire for future story
Taylor deeds in manhoods state
Prove him at, and now admontsh
That we shout choose the good and great,
And virtuously the world astopish.
Battalions, squadrons, he can break,
Aud sipsly give them such beating,
That seeing him, whole armies quake,
And think Of nothing but retreang.
Wen have him for President, &o.
Fighting Indians twas the same;
10 him oil foes level
For every one he Cvercamo,
AS Rough and Ready" Aghts the devil.
His arm no danger s'er can stay,
Nor 10 the goddess Fortune hckle;
For II his foes he does not stay,
He leaves them In a woful pickle
Wen have him for President, 10.
To party spirit he ne'er will bend,
VINO sacrifice on slight pretsnces;
To all the upright prove . friend,
He's slow TO give, or take offences
None have cause his arm to dread,
But those whove wrsngd their trust or station
On whom whene'er the time is sped,
He'll deal out utter devastation.
Us,uh avo i'm for n rroaiA IA