Lynchburg Virginian. [volume] (Lynchburg [Va.]) 1829-185?, 1850-02-25

MP the stnn's, Ia ufm patrcades Farewell To Tue iSoe
of other davs
-''tosi ,hon flow,
Old Thcrl through marble wlernes
Rise with thy ,chw waves md mantle her dsifes'.
4, Flucuce | still found sldrrs. llere they l,oked
AZ Il they wete fixed f,r log r"s'dfn e they seem
indeed completely ut hnme. The Audnans. as u
pomp I'd by the Spts ol all Evil. attack the flofen-
tines lhrunch their greatest toihe, their love 'feaso-
They relieve them Of all care; they even teleas the
from military service, Tor whah they have no ,aso-
lhe%' amicahe pc pile. WIN never exactly understood
why they in revolution and who were as'oniShed
the necessity Of putting themselves 10 much lncn-
veni,nce, are reroslng afer their nelv"ns shack
Let us proceed; soldiers still behold Is hgna sad.
desoaie wtthnp under the Consequences n the late IN
vasion Behold Fertam Tho AuStr,an' formerly had
the CITADEL they have all now. see nothing but white
roats These Germsns know which way 10 g iihey IN
dorstand the rad well. All alng the great roads, sw
their regiments marching silently. descending. continu
ally d. s'endinn Nature calls them. tho sun nvies
them lher very hisnry pushes them they have b"' 10
obey their desny. Beside n, the Nnlh more and mne
crowds upon them Rnssa. herself. desefnds from the
summit of the Continent she rols On, AID comes acre
Austria in her rnute she forces hrr on aud pfeeipaleS
her upon Italy. Then again Northern Protestant Ger
many. lmp'neing upon, and "a II wee eating into Old
Catholic Germany every day ioroes her likewise upm
the Nnrh.
| We come 10 Vcnne; Venice deserted, clihed in
nourong There likewise has lef ,ts traces; we
the ruined bridges in the Ia pous. aud Tim vaults
/
has lbs, her ee port. The las, remnant o her prosperi
", and is iion this me forward devn'ed IL destrnc o
The Qaeen o The Adflanc sees IN tu view the npgran
dsement of her ugly Gernan rya; Inoste his nSut@d
her crown, she cinnd appropliae her beauty Ven
Ice j. ST H. AMI most always be- the city OF whoh 1t was
said
"In Venice T,sn'a echoes more.
And silent rows the sangless gonjoller,
Her palaces ctumbng 10 the shore,
Aud music meets not always the ear
Th,sc ,ys are g,ns-bu Beauty i'll Is here.
States fall, ants fade bn, nature does moi die
The 'p,u .eless Adriatic mourns her lord
Before 81. Mark stall glow his stccds ol brass
Thcirgilel collars Plittcring in the sun,
Hut i. not Dotia's menace come TO pass
Are they mol brt Hedi Venice lost aud won,
Her thirteen hundred years o freedom done,
Sinks like weed into whence she rose.
better b whclmd beneath the waves, and shnn,
Even in distractions depth her foreign foes,
Fronw wham SUBMISSION wrings an infamous repose
The Suabian sued, and now the Austrian rcgns--
An Emperor tinmplcs whrIcan Emperor Lnel,"
As Venice to Trieste. III ia Milan sncrihd In OFT,
which Austria has converted into Getman citadel. In
the very heart Of Iomharda Milan has heen severly pnn
shed for hef her neniary Triumph she has bee" des
pord of her rank the capital ui 10 nbardy. Neron,
IL heress her dignity; il IL IN Verona, encfcled with
forts and cInnon that the government resides F,om
thai CENTRE The triumphant dier extends his sword III
all directions; aud bv Of tecuaphs railroads. eec
trlcity and strnm Italy Is bound once more to Ausrla.
aud as II uefe. lrnn-pnei directly under her hand -
The entire Northern line Of railroads hrses with new
ouresses; the Aus'rians planting th'n'evrs IN the
nnlry with of non Poor Italy II she ever casts
the forth, il will be- by terrible convuslons.
"ltal, oh II lila thou who hast
The fatal gilt Of beauty, which become
funeral dover nf present vines aud past,
On thy sweet brow Is sorrow pough'd by shame,
And annals gravcd i, characters OF flame.
Oh God : that thou wctt IN thy nakeincss
Less lovely powerful, aud cauldst calm
Thy right, and the robbers hack, who press
To shed thy blood and drink the tears OF thy DISTRESS
Then might'st thou more appal or, lcss dcsred
BE h,mcly aud be peaceful nndcplnfcd
For thy destructive charms them still untitod,
Would mol be soon he armed torrents poured
Down the deep Alps, nor would the hostile horde
Ofmany nationd spoilers from the Po
Qnanbioo and water, nor the strangers sword
BETTY sad weapon Of defence, aud so,
Victor san1iished, thou the slave ol friend foe"
You see poets speak the truth s,netmes. Ia no.
Italy this day the slave OF friends as wei! AS enemies