Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1851-11-24
John WIS. Ride.
A BALLAD FOR THE TIMES,

The rooslers woke, and loud their trumpets blew,
And down each Shanghai from its perchlet flew;
The red-aced sun, caught mapping, quickly rose,
The stars shrunk back, and Cynthia hid her nose /;
The miIkmans wagon Numbered through our streets,
The newsboys bawied the morning penny sheets;
! Nght-roamng cats, caught by the early rays,
Sunk into cellars to escape their gaze;
And workmen, yawnng, bit the morning quid,
When orr ex. sheriff vaulted on his steed.
glorious sight, | ween it was to see,
! Great John Quxotus grasp the saddetree;
Luomed, in the dawning light, his stately form,
Fierce was his glance, like lightning in storm;
| Dark was his brow oer.shadowed by his hat,
! (The black cockade had fa'n from top of that,
And decked the castor of Democracy
Blue was his coat, Of west of Eng land stuff,
Brass were its buttons, and his waiscoat buff.
sturdy whip his right hand firmly grasped,
While in his left the ghtened rens were casped.
Oh, had those reins been thine, id Coalition"
That whip had hayed, and sent thee to perditlOn;
And Quixote's heels had plowed thy bleeding sides,
Asnow they pillow the rel horse he rides.
But hold, my Why does the eXsheriit ride,
Swift as the crested Narragansetts tide,
When storms awake by Monauk's headlands gray,
And dive it madIy up the foamng Bay!
Why does he sometimes wave his hat on high!
Why bite his lip, why silly wink his eye,
As ifsome glorious project filed his soul
With high designs, that fate could not control!
Why does he gallop to each county town
Where hunkers curse their fortunes, desperate
grown,
And speculate on that propitious hour,
When nights black arts will bring them back to
power?
Why does he secret seek each little den,
Where plots are Matched by little hearted menu
Why, when he whispers, do those hearts beat high,
And fires malicious light each eager eye!
As tyrants' do when murder aids the plan
That hatred aims against the rights of man?
Hear it, We Of freedom and Of glory!
Hear it. We heirs of deathless song and story!
Hear it, ye fathers ola world to De
Pmged ofoppressors and from slavery free!
Hear it. We baters of vile bunker plots,
Quixotus comes intent to burke your votes.
He comes, with paItry tricks and treason big,
The debasing to exat the Wing.
And bids the tools Of faction READY be,
'FTo close the polls" upon Democracy.
TO cheat the people-coward-lik to cheat them
Because, goodsooth they cannot fairly beat them;
To send our sacred birth-rights to perdition
1t so they can but wound the coalition"
For this, alone, does the ex-sheriff ride,
For this, abates his ancient fame and pride!
Shade OF a Sheriff! can it be
That this is truly rhymed Of thee?
OF thee, the honoed once, and proud,
TO whose great worth even foemen bowed;
And meier believed they could have seen
Thy name combined with deed so mean!
Who meier supposed thy sorre steed
Would puff, and blow, and foam and bleed,
In bearing thee IRON town to town,
Like errani.k knight Of old Ienown,
TO organize your bunker foxes,
And close the peoples ballot boxes,
That again, by this poor aid,
Thy hat might bear black cockade?
Shade Of John W., can it be,
| That this is truly rhymed of thee?
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FOREIGN INTERFERENCE. - The Viii
papers prior to the gubernatorial election, wer