Richmond enquirer. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1815-1867, 1850-08-13
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The f,uowino s,.,,..as we're translated from the Germ
Freiligra,h, IS Mary Hewitt. They will command
spec, and secure thc homage OF every lover of genui
esy. We do not know when we have before read so ba
i'll a poem.
Whoc'er the ponderous hammer wiclds;
Whoe'cr comDels the earth 10 flourish;
Or reaps the golden harvest fields,
A wife and little ones 10 nouy.sh;
Whoever guides the laden bark;
or, where the may wheels arc turning,
Tolls at the loom till after dark,
Food for his wlite-taired children earning;
To him be homer and renown'
Honor 10 Eardicrait aad ;lla@e;
To every swcat-ciop fah'n. co"h,,
In crowded mills o. Lonesome village
All homo, Ia the ~pi,dding stScln
Who holds ;hc plough. bt ! 100 hwdr0tu
To him wEo tolls with soul and brain,
And starycs' Pass him not u:rcgardcd'
Whe,her in chamber close AID small,
Mid musty tones he fancy ~sinothcis;
Or Of the trade The ban3ased thraii,
He dramas writes and songs for others;
Or whether he, for w.etci!,c pay,
Translates the trash winch h ~desp.ses;
Or, iearninE's serf, puts day 10y d'y,
Dunce-corps through classic exercises
He, also, is a prey to care;
70 him lis cad, "Stlrre thou or borrow.
Grey grows bctimes lis raven hair,
And TO the gave ncrsues hlin sorrow
With hard compu,Sion oad with need,
H., like the rest, mus. strive rn,iring;
And his young chiidien'sc cry FOR bread
Mains his free spirits glad Assuring.
All such n one to INC WAS known,
With heavenward aia his course ascending;
Ye, deep in dust and datl;ness prone,
Care. soIdid care, his lie attending.
An exile, and with bleeding breast
He groaned in his sc,.-es. tria!:
Want goaded him 10 lon. unrest,
And scourged him 10 bitlcreS: self denial.
Tl,. boor, s;ce ,rroto no line on Iop
With hollow cheek and e.ec sadness;
Whilst hyucinth and leaiy vine
Were iut,crinc in TIE morning ~gladness.
The throstlc sung, and nightingale,
The soaring lark hyInned Joy amending,
Whist Thoughts day -lsbsror, worn and pale,
Over his weary book was bending.
Yes, though his heart sent forth Z cry,
Still strove he for the great ideal;
"For this" says he, us aoesy,
And human life this fiery ordeal"
And when his courage left him quite,
One thought kept his heart alive in;
81 have preserved my nonor bright
And for my dear ones l am striving
AT length his spirit was subdued;
The power 10 combat and endeay0r
Was gone, and his heroic mood
Came on ftfully like fever.
The MUSES. kiss, sometimes at night,
Would set his pulses wildly beating;
And his high soul SCARED towards the light,
When night from morning was Tetreating.
He long has lain the turf beneath,
The wild winds through the grass are signing
No stone is there. no mourning wreath,
To mark the spot where he Is living.
Their faces swGl'n with weeping, forth
His wife and children wen,-God save them!--
Young paupers. heir to naugh' on earth,
Save the pure name their father gave them.
To toll, all honor and renown!
Honor 10 the handicTalt and iilage;
To every sweat-drop falling down
In crowded mills and lonely village!
All honor 10 the ~plodding swain
That holds the plough! BE it too awarded
To him who works with soul and brain,
And starves! Pass him not unregarded.