Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1852-03-26

priute tribute to tue memory OF Moore, whose
death was announced by the last arrival from
England, We copy from the .Neo York Mirror:
.iiushed is the Harp-thc Minstrel Gone"
CAL it not vain, they do not err
Who say that when the Poet dies,
Mute Nature mUurls her worshlpper,
And celebrated ais obscqules.
no say, tai cni and cavern lone
For the departed Bard make moan;
That mountains weep III crystal rill,
That flower, III tears oi balm d's'I;
n Through his loved grove that OfteIesslghi
~ And oaks, III deeper groali, reply
Aud rivers teach their rushing wave,
To murmur dirgts rouLd G's grave
y We cannot part with the melodlouS sou Of
Who're, without offering something in the way
Of tribute to his memory. For more than iity
! wears the Songs Of the lamented Poet have IL
led the world with music, and warmed the
hearts of millions into emotions of love, pltrlo-
tisn, and devotion "Moore's Melodies have
been the cradle hymns Of the present genera
ton; and the sweet echoes Of
'''Lhe Harp that once through Tara's halls
The soul vi music shed"
will thrill the breasts of endless myriads ofthe
children of the Future, now on Lethe's shore
waiting to be born. And this is immortality!
40 live in hearts we leave behind
Is NOT To DIE"
Wherever the English language is knownin
the loneest cabin Of the wilderness, iii the
forecastle of the ship upon the remOtest ocean,
the Swan Song Of Erin vihrates in the plain
tive and musical verse of Moore. And not
only in his native tongue are his poems sung
and remembered, lbs "Melodies' are trans
lated into Latin, Italian, French, spanish, Rus
sian, German; and, if we may credit DR.. Lut-
trell even into Persian -
"l'm told dear Moore, your lays are sung
Can ii be tue, yea IIcky man ,
By mooui ght, IN the Persian tongue,
long he streets OF lspahan."
The Canadian Boat Song" both the words
md music of which were composed by the poet
Ahile listening to the chanting of his boatmcn
IS they rowcd him down the Ottawa, while
thuir
Voices kept tune, and their kept time"
still echoes along the banks of that beautiful
river, ciiaruiug ithe traveller of his WEAKNESS,
and beruillur the bOltRan Of his toll.
The mdldtus OF Bermuda also. love to sit
under the ., aabdsh Tree" al evening, and SIM
the song written beneath lis shade, when the
youthful poet visited the fairy shores of that
Lovely island--
''Twis there, in the shaoe Of the Calabash Tree,
With lew WHO could feel and remember like Inc '
In his aluatGry and convivial songs, Moore is
surpassed by none. and only equaled by Burns
Had the genius Of the latter passed throug,
the alembic of "a Dublin University, mis- poem;
nlglit have becH more refined, and his c!arac
ar more sophisticated
Moore had the advantages of high education
good health and comfortable home, with
mother who was literally his guardian angel
She saved him from the vortex of '96, when
Emnet and others of his College companions
sacrificed their young lives upon the altar o
Liberty. The eyquistcly sad and beautiful
song commencing
Sac is far from the land where her young here
sleeps"
was written on the death of Miss Curran, who
was betruthed to Emmett at the time of his eX
ccutiea; and the well known plantive lines
90 breathe not his name," were suggested b.
the dying words of the patriot Let no mai
write tiy epitaph.'
Moore was not only successful as poet bu
fortunate an author. He began publishin.
very early, at Tire age Of fourteen we believe
and before reaching twenty three he was tn,
acknowledged song writer of the world. The
LOngRans agreed to pay HIM three thouSanI
guIness for "Laa Rookh,' before seeing
line of the work, or even an outline. He wa
solne tour years III writing it, or rather Ill pre-
pairing for the task by studying Oriental scen
cry and character. All that is musical i
rhythm, gorgeous III Imagery, voiuptnous i
beauty, blissiu i'll love- and holy in religion,
exhausted in the production Of this immorta
poem.
1t Is said that Lucretil Davidson the preco
rIuuS american pOetcSS, would Instantly b.
come Geld and pale on reading, or hearn
read, Noores Farewell to his Harp" her ia
N"rls- song. Any person with ordinary poet
susceptibility can understand tic sCnsatlo
that ttnii,rd the delicate organization Of Mis-
pdVltson. IN listening to the unGtterable wal