The Ohio star. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1830-1854, 1853-01-05
Address of the Carrier of the Ohio
Star, TO his Patrons.

III one udTk sepOtcuF0 TopOSo
Yet oft shall Thought, with dreamy eyes,
Turn fondly where the old year lies,
nd gather from its wide. green grave,
Fresh flowers whose breath shall cheer or save,
Memories sprung up in after day,
From good or evil passed away,
And sweerly from that sod shall spring,
IL fragrant, glorious bIo-soming,
The tribute wreath To her. whose thought
The Martyr-slave fr"m silence brought
Yes from Aroostook's borders cold,
To Californis's "Gates of Gold;
From Mississippi to the sea.
Thousands Of hearts in sympathy,
Around the quiet hearths of home
Have joyed and grieyed with ..Uncle Tom;"
And hands have clenched as if TO give
Arms to the law-tracked fugitive;
And woman's pulse beat quick and strong
Al The sad tale of woman's wrong;
And tears. strange tears. from hardened eyes
Kept green the turf where Eva lies;-
Oh when the Angel opes at last,
The record of the year that's past,
Shall Afric's ransomed children know,
Upon the prison house of Woe
Where long in hopeless night they dwelt.
How sure a stroke those pages dealt
And yet another memory flower
Shall cheer true hearts in trial hour:
That bud. of Heavens celestial hue,
Among the Alleghanies grew.
Shall we forget how blithe and gay,
The - Smoky CRY % looked that day,
When ..agitAtion - rent the air,
As h.ste upreared their standard there,
And made the hills repeat again,
" Free homes for all, Free Speech, Free Menu
Mo- to our hearts its memories rise
Like fair sweet blossoms to our eyes.
Ard one sprung up at Baltimore,
OF crimson stain ike human gore,
Where erst two platforms unblese,
Dripping with blood of the oppressed.
Yet with the laurel dsrkly blent,
To crown our chosen President,
II sheds its baneful brightness now,
From the proud chaplet ON his brow.
o. hers there are-wth cold, dsmp breath,
Pale funeral blooms-thy memories. DEATH
Where sad the Elms of Ashland wave
Their branches o'er her Ststesnan's grave,
And Marshfeld-sht how many shed
Their bitterest tears for Webster dead!
Not for the form that crumbles now;
The mighty frame. the massive brow,
That fell by oceans moaning Shore
For eW ebster, dead-oh, long before!
+ Yet turn in charity, the leaf,
Where angels might have bowed in grief;
Back to his manhood's glorious prime,
Back to bis youths unspotted time,
Aud yelled, thrice veiled, in memory, be
The AGAR Past of his history.
Across The Atlantic comes kneli
The warrior Duke-whom, shot aud shell
And glittering sword on battle plain,
/ Aud secret blade had marked in vain;
| Now in the Camp of Silence. where
| No fluttering banner stirs the air,
/ And swords are sheRthed, and cannon rust,
| Lays down his ttes-dust to dust!
Low as the Corsican who threw
| Last stakes with him at Waterloo!
And from the sunny hills of France,
! Fair land Of luxury and romance;
A sound of triumph. shnme. and wall,
A mingled sound proclaims the tale
How bowed she at tyrant's word
And crow ned the knave. :. Napoleon Third"
O wayward France! thy spurious show
Of Freedom gone like April snow,
Thy young Republic. (short-lived farce.)
Breaih-shiyered. like the Venice glass;
TLon pendulum, vibrating still
'Twixt dreams of good, and deeds of i'll
When shall the dawn break forth for thee,
The morning dawn of Liberty?
When in thy streets and temples fair,
70 speat free thoughts shall freemen dare,
And Ger thy vine clad hills affair."
/ Sweet Pence roll on her silver car?
But Rpropos of cars-I hear
The laundering of the engine near
So. wishing railroads, great and small,
Projected under ground and alI
The need that seldom fate denies
To fair and skillful enterprise;
And hoping for our country dear
, All good things for the coming year.
Good laws, good trade, but not in men,
Good auners,-that's slip of pen!-
: Content. (rara jewel in our tnls.1
: Not Cuba-that's to make the rhyme!--
Aud for each kind and generous friend,
, 'fhe choicest blessings Heaven can send;
|
One parting secret unfold,
And 1ay last .4nnudry 5 told,
: No more his weekly rounds employ
/ Theyisions of the Carrier Boy,
Who, sooh TO say. though strange it seems,
Bent on more sublunary schemes.
3 Now gives his luminous calling o'er,
, And seeks to carry Stars more!
So grateful for all kindness given,
Holding all friendships yet unriven
And with heart treasures, locking fast,
: The memory of the Snr-llt past.
: Where future pleasant thoughts may dwell,
bid you all, kind friends, farewell