New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1852-08-28

Yes men will come out of this torpcr, which for sucs
speople Is a shame and when France shall wake up
when 1t shall get lie eyes open when Ii shall vhs
II has before Il and at its III viii reco this France
with terrible shudder, before the monstrous crime
which has presumed 70 espouse her In the darkness
and whose bed she has shared.
Then the last hour will sound
The skephcs smile and insi.. on saying Hope moth
log This regime, we believe, IL the shame Of France.
So be H. This shame IL quoted on Change. Hope
nothing. You are poets aud dresmers, you hope.
Look around you The tribune, the press, Intelligence
speech thought every thing which was liberty has dis
appeared. Yesterday, 1t moved, 1t acted, 1t lived
to-day, 1t ii 10 petrihed. Well then People are con-
tent they adapt themselves to this perfscron, they
turn 1t to account they carry Oh their business, and
live In ii as usual Society continues, and mutudes
of honest men find things well enough a. they are.
Why do you wish for cnangei Why do ysu wish to
bring hi, state Of things TO an endl Do not deceive
yourselves This Is solid this Is substantial, this the
present and the future
We are in Russia The Nera 10 frozen over Houses
are built upon IT. Heavy carriages pass on n surface
II is no longer water 1t 10 rock. Passengers go and
come on this marble vhici was once river city
10 rapidly buit-sIreen are laid ou-shops are opened
they buy they sell they eat they drink, they light
fire on this water. They indulge In everything
Pear nothing, do wha. you please, laugh and dance,
8 fmer than the solid earth. Hurra for winter
Hurrs for Ice Il Is here for eternity. Look at the
sky. Isit eayi Isit midnight dim and pallid ray
gbmmers on the snow,-you would say that the sun
was dying.
No, thou dost not die, o Liberty One Of these
dsys at the moment when 1t Ia the least expected, at
the very hour when thou art most completely forgot
ten, thou wilt rise again All dazzling spectacle
Thy Ike face will At once emerge from the horizon
and illuminate the sky Over all this snow, over all
this Ice over this white and stfened plain, over thi,
water now sold block, over thlI shameful winter,
thou wilt launch thy golden beams, thy brilliant and
burning says Light Hes. Life And then
listen
Do you hear that duh sound Do you hear that deep
and fighiful cracking Ii Is the breaking up OF the
Ice IL is the Eevs which flows again. /: Is the river,
which resumes its course II Is the living water joyful
and terrible which Tits up the dead and hdeous Ice
and break ii In pieces 1t granite do you say. IL
breais Ike piece of glass IL Is abe breaking up,
tell you ts truth which returns Is progress which
recommences Is hum ny which takes up lie march,
and which Goats #, drives forward hurres on strikes,
dsshes, brushes and browns, Ike the miserable fur
nishiDgs of downfalen howell no. only the new EN-.
pire of Louis BOpsp ate but all the structures and all
the works of ancient eternal despoism. Look at 1t
as 1t passes away 1t Is about to disappear forever.
You will never see It more Thii book half submerged
is the old code of iniqulythis stool which Is en-
quilted 10 the throne, and this which Is swept away
the scsffold.
For this stupendous deuge for this supreme victory
of life over DEATH whs, Is wanting One Of thy beams,
o Sun One of thy rays, o Liberty