Washington sentinel. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1853-1855, 1853-11-29

TO the writer; but we know as well that :" com
hJe' has been g "worsted" in the contest. The
lines depict in bright colors, the hardships and
pleasures of New England farmers life. May
the authors stature never be less.
A Winter Nights Epistle.
WILD is the night for winter reigns ...#
The north-wind sounds its fercest strains:
The shaking doors and wndow-panes
Make furious din; s....
And through the, chinks the powderng grams
Come sitting in.
III mend the fire ere it decays, .*
Pile on the wood and make it blaze
This is one, surely, of the days
OF which we've read,
Or rather nights, when the Fiend strays
On errands dread!
There lies my dog, his brains a-bakng,
And fierce gestculations making; ..
In dreams the snowfall fox he's shaking
With moral spite; .-o
Or else he's giving or is taking
Fits in fight
Strange voices out-ofdoors hear: .. .....
The shout Of rage, the howl of fear; ...
Indeed, mad fends from regions drear
Have broken loose on wild career
To lay earth waste. .h.
Some seem an awful organ drumming
Some on the roofs and walls are drumming;
And one, smoke-choked or singed in coming
Down the hot lue,
Is of, and sets the chimney humming
With angry ach'e-w,
I'll whte TO pen this quill,
And though the thing be fashioned i'll,
Yet DER this paper with such skill l..
I'll haply scratch it, .,.
That he who dates Up RIVER" will,
He only, match il!
I've sometimes thought I would be great pleasure
To have more learning, and more leisure,
And give my muse fair chance to measure s.
Herself with others,
Who though they deem such kin no treasure,
And yet my brothers.
But how should obtain living,
And half my time 10 letters giving
Tfansating from strange tongues, and thieving
What s not well known,
And set admring fools believing
It's all my own
might as well just launch shngle
Upon the brook whose waters jingle
Through my domain on down the dingle,
The FLOOD to greet,
And dream the chip will reach and mingle
With oceans fleet.
That Cop whose lamp umes the heaven,
Who breaks to us the vital eaven, ~. ."'>
/ feel and kno,c to me has given r
Light from HIS LIGHT;
But tolls of common li1s have striven
Toquench il, quite.
There IS poetry in farming True;
But have read-and so have YOU ... '
That distance lends unto the view :.
Enchantment fair" .~.
For misunderstanding gold will do,
Till one gets there.
In summer wedding, planting, hoeing,
And practising Knicksknack at moving,
THAT science which you boast of knowing
So very wel)
The scorchng sun no mean type showing
OF what s called hell;
In winter tugging with the fail, a..
Or shedding in a cutting gale, Il.
Such would scnd gallant sail, ..... +.
In bare-poles seaward,
And blows your fore-nags lusty tail
Straight out 10 leeward.
In place Of literary talk
With compeers in your daily walk,
Il IS g Shall you top, or cut the stalk
Ofthat ere crop g.
Or +" Sold yer cattle ?-how II We chalk
To sell, or swopa"
Not half the prose may well be told
Which farmers every day behold
In summer hot and winter cold,
Dull as It's reals
Yet we've incentives manifold
To the ideal.
The pictures in the book of JUNE
The glorious dawn, the balmy noon
The dewy eve the rising moon /.
All these ours;
And all the recompensng boon
Ofbirds and flowers.
When Winter hurls his storms apace,
or piteous is the farmers case;
Night comes-the blazing chimney-place
Stills all complaints
Thaws out his features, till his face
Shines like a saints. .. ..
There, while his cheer reeks to the ceiling,
He gets most comfortably feeling,
Thinking how barn and battered shieling,
Secure and warm,
His poor dependents safe shielding
From the wild storm,
There he may read and muse, and ponder
Upon this life, this world of wonder; +.
There, judge-lke, he may set asunder
The truth from error, ..
And see in men Of " blood and thunder"
No cause for terror.
There he may form just estimate
Of those thesword calls good and great
See fortune, circumstance and fate
Create renown,
And give knave a chair of state
An ass a crown.
An old divine*--he's been away
In kingdom come" this many day
Once said, Say what you have 10 say,
And then have done"
The sum of that will obey,
And carry one.
Adieu dear kNICK. Peace make your bed
YOU too, were country-born and bred,
And can appreciate all I've said,
And dare 10 print il.
Green be the laurel round your head,
And glory tint it! ...
>~ "PEAsANT BARD"
January Ia, 1853.
sREv. DIR. wIrHrRspooS, of New Jersey one OF the
signers."
The Great Republic.--The measurement OF
the Great Republic, as recorded yesterday at the
custom-house is as follows: Length 33l feet
inches breadth SO feet inches' aepth % ieet' ana
measures 1855 69-95 tons.
Kossuth.-A report prevails in London to the
effect that at the time of kossuths disappearance