Martinsburg gazette. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1833-1855, 1853-01-05

And little great men came to life,
And strove to earn their dirty bread
BY mingIing in the wordy strife.
Slavery too some tried to Sto're--
And shew its ills in 'unele Tom,o
And babe the ''sootyn mortals go
And join with white folks in the song,
Cffreemen--s sounding Cuffee's fame
To add to Additions fame
Thus, silly fool will thrust her head
Where wisest statesmen fear TO tread.
Let's hope the raging strife hath passed,
And concord dwells in freedoms land,
Tho of the glorious three, the last
Hath gone TO the eternal strand.
The Marshfeld mourns; her son "srlLL LAVE
Lives in his works and labors wide,
And tho nation DER him grieycs,
His fame and name is still her pride,
Let's look around upon our land
And fearlessly our comments make,
On New-Year's Day the Carrier band
Make jokes that every man must take;
We're licenced sirs, to say our say,
This is the Satarnalia time,
And you find us sharp to-day
Its not with reason--but for rhyme
You know the great Democracy
Have routed. secuted, and what nos
Horse, foot, dragons. by land and sea
Lieutenant General Winfield Scott
They found a marvellous proper man
High in the hills of Yankee Land,
Strange then, that Cass and buchanan
Were held SO close to, by their band.
Their great conventinn--toiled and sweat,
And stormed, and balloted q week,
And voted speechifed, and bet,
But never did their leaders seek
In Concord high to cast an eye
Upon the mighty nominee,
Till Cass and Buck and Douglasssly
Were beaten iato chat you see.
But then mighty change came Ger
The spirit of their troubled dream,
Newly inspired, they take the floor
Kisses the Democratic steam
.Iurrah for Piercc--for franklin Pierce,
We've found the real simon pure
Raise the old war cry, strong and fierce,
And his elections safe and sure.
And so it was-rand so twill be
As long as in these happy lands
Folks will not scout the slavery
ofparty ties and partirans;
When Fillmore has to yield to Scott,
And brave old cass to franklin Pierce,
Our destinics will 60 by lot,
Cur policy from bad to worse
But let us hope and think the best,
Perhaps the great unsought, unknown,
May give the Country peace and rest
By raising prudence to her throne;--
Perhaps the ardent Cubaneers
May find no use for weapons fierce
And catch Tartar, pretty dears
In our new President, Frank Pierce.
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