The republic. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1849-1853, 1850-05-10
: 1E REP U BLIC
From the 81. Louis Enteliigencr.
The American Union.
BY A MIssoURIAN

BY A MIssoURIAN.
tit is of infinite moment that you shoul
properly estimate the immense value OF your Ma
ional Union 2 --'Indignantly frowning upo
he first dawning Of every attempt To ALLEVIATE an
portion Of our country from the rest, or to enfeeb
he sacred ties which now link together the variou
,aris. - George Harrington.
This Union sever burst the bands
OF brotherhood, which now unite
Ten thousand thousand hearts and hands
Beneath that flag, whose starry Light
Where ircemen Freedoms banner raise
Fastens the worlds admiring gaze
Tear down that arch, whose glorious sweep,
Conceived in matchess wisdom. rests
On strong foundations broad and deep,
Which nought should crumble save the hests
OF that last summons sounding forth,
In awful notes, the doom OF earth!
Whose traitor heart, WI hose traitor tongue
Such guilt conceives, such guilt proclaims!
Be his on high with horror hung
Beside the foul, dishonored names
a OE wretches blackened with the sign
OF Arnold and of Cataline!
BY all the memories of the past,
BY all the glories of our sires,
BY words and deeds, whose fame shall last
Till Earth, with all of Earth, expires;
The fabric Of our fathers hands
Shall ever stand as now it stands!
BY fields of battle scattered wide,
From north to south, from east to west,
The currents of whose purple tide
Gushed never from traitors breast;
BY Bunker's height, by Lexington,
BY leaguered Orleans bloody day;
By Warren, jackson, Washington,
And Buena Vsta's stout array;
The fabric Of our fathers hands
Shall ever stand as now 1t stands!
BY councils solemn and august
Where sages, with each warm appeal,
Kindling fraternal ardors, hurst
The holy flame with pious zeal;
BY that great Charter written DER
With characters of living light,
Whose undimmed lustre cverTnore
Shall guide our faltering footsteps right;
BY that paternal voice which speaks,
In thrilling tones, its grave Farewell"
And not in vain an entrance seeks
To myriad bosoms, there to dwell;
BY the green graves of patriots gone,
Where Jefferson and Adams lie,
Where Jay sleeps well, and Hamilton
Has closed in death the mortal eye;
BY the warm blood that quicker plays
Through hearts stirred at the ralying cry,
Which Benton, Clay, and Webster raise
For Union and for Liberty.
The fabric ofour fathers hands
Shall ever stand as now IL standsl
What! rend the pillars of that Dome
Where Freedom hath her only home
That Temple raze which shows afar
Like some refulgent guiding star,
Such as the Eastern sages saw,
And followed with obedient ave.
That shrine before whose deity
Millions on millions bend the knee !
That Refuge sacred from the scourge,
Which crowned and mitred tyrants urge
That Home which in its sheltering folds,
Like parent DER her nesting brood,
Millions of happy bosoms holds
In one vast bond Of brotherhood!
Extingush these. extinguish all
The glories Of our matchless state;-
And into "outer darkness" fall,
To where avenging furics wait,
And horrors which no tongue hath told
The torments Of the damned unfold
No, never bid the founts go dry
Which fertilze and gladden. earth;
Bid the far orbs which gem the sky
Fall from the heaven which gave them birth
Then, fool, expect thy bidding done,
As soon hope 10 blot out one
OF those bright stars, whose mingling rays
Forth from our sacred ensign blaze.
Let dark Ambition ruin plot
And look assent when madmen rave;
'Tis but 10 let his memory rot
Within a branded traitors grave.
For dull the sense and deaf the ear,
Which does not feel, which docs not hear,
OF heart and lip the great accord,
Uttered in patriot act and word,
Where freeman freeman meets, all DER
Our glorious land, from shore to shorei-
The fabric Of our fathers hands
Shall ereT stand as notc tt sfandsi