The daily union. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1845-1857, 1851-12-30
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try was spoken at the reopsning Of the National
Theatre in this city EDITOR UsioNl
a, Address.
Patrons, we greet you To the Dramas fame
Her priesthood 10Y welcome you again.
Around this scene, with varied beauty bright.
The rapt eye wanders with awed delight;
And, the heart in vain a language seeks
The tongue that welcomes faters as IL speaks
Here, rank Ger rank, in crc!ed radiance rise
The fair the brave. the eloquent and wise.
The guardian chief, with freedom. warrant great,
Whose uplifts the thunders OF the State
The starry minds, whose measured counsels guide
Our bark in safety DER the bounding tide
Are here; and, fends forgot, see, side by side,
The Senate's glores and the peoples pride;
The souls that fash, with mind-compeIling will,
The eyes that quicken, and the lips that thrill
BY proxy, kings and emp'rors too appear,
And Europes mrrofd courts are radiant here;
And here, of monarch's mighttest and Of men,
The " Fourth Estate" The Pserage OF the Pen
But what OF these Should kings these precincts fill,
Without the fair, it a dungeon sull
Here, star by star, a galaxy Of Light
Shine those who make a glory OF the night
bright partene, whose sweets the soul perfume
Till the aches with bsauty and with bloom
IT'S said that ey'n the Dramas sonows please;
She owns a luxury in tiers like these
Invoked by you, the Drama bids her train
Prepare the Joys that sport in her domain
Thanks to that soul of worth whose enterprise,
Lofty and liberal, bid this temple rise.
Her torpid beauty, meath your smile awakes,
Her Ministries carol, and her morning breaks.
. she now, in turn reflects your kindly smile,
and spreads the products of her grateful toll
Tenders the Joys her cheering charm. impart,
Food for the mind, and healing tor the heart.
Here from the word-ths world. old rouk,
Dull without sense, and without gladness gay,
A ,rifing tyrant and a tiresome toy
How sweet 10 sea, and know one hour oil JOY
Here may pity those who drivel on
Through the dull day, and bless their stars It's gone
The yawning qIidn"ne; Pryihee. what is new
lis dull as wedlock" "No,hing. What have you r.
How stand State fvesl Who's broke 7 Hast Kossuh
heard
viii Fillmore take the Russian by the beard
Has Bonapure yet raised throne In France
Is Lola Mon,ez here engaged to dance -
AMI .orier stI the Politicians lot
His monster'd nothngs-plot and counterplo.-
Treaties and tarifs-motons los, and won
Taxes, CTS well there is no tax on FUN
Treasons and wars our hapess land undong-
(RuIn'd of Strange, how Il thrves on rnnD
He s,irs hi, puddle with eternal riot.
And dreams the wide world quskes at It's unqueil
More wretched yet the easure.hunter's pain,
The gamblers madness, and the mser's gain;
The loungers toil-of time the feeble foe.
"What NEXT How dull WHAT shall do Where 90 2"
He scrambles through vice, like boofs through boys
With drinking, smoking. horse-Iore. dice. and dogs
Half sgony, half snrui, sumber, strife
Ease, torture. and listless labor life
Like aqueous volcanoes. spoutins mte,
His days ali oozlng mud or angry fire
Made up OF cheats false Joys, false love, fa,e rage.
Life is less real than the mimic stage;
More full CT charm. that cheat and hope that lies
Less true, less gay, less worthy and less wise J
Our m imic world has met better fate
No serpent tempted, and no Adam
Cal'd up by genius in her kindlies calm,
Its sky {, summer. and its breath Is balm
A fairy home, with fairy hues bedight;
Its voice. music and It's life delight
And, varying still, through golden wlds TO range,
Each 10Y has sisters and each charm a change
Ev'n while you gaze, IL mes before The eye
Like gc steamers in polar sky
Az quick, AZ bright a. spnbesms on the stream,
A maiden's wishes, or a poets dream.
For every mood the Drama has muse,
And every taste its 'ieudant Grace may choo,e-
Laugh with the light, or bid the bosom swell
With Shatspeare's spirit or with Mozau's spell
Love for the melting, thunder for the bold,
Wit for the young, and wisdom for the old
tests for the joIly-for the sad tear
Content for ALL Who can't be happy here
Welcome. once more May DaIne,s 'er invade
This magic circle by the Drama made
But, her vosries step within tho wall,
May laundering trouble from their shoulders fall
Memory, her iaons loosening from the breast,
Release her prey and lei the spirit rest;
And csrkng thought and close. pursuing care
Pause a. the door-nor dare TO enter there
MsrporoLis
Washington, December 30 Is5t.
THE Board Of Ts"ssses have declared a dividend