Daily evening star. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1852-1854, 1853-06-29
For the Daily Evening Star.
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Stream of the gallant State whose waters
glide sa.
Blithely down her blow bounding bay,
Where ocean argosies rch freighted ride
And strain their CANVASS for the foaming
Thou gladstone queen of fwaters, whose proud
Dances aloft to greet the looming barge.
And throwing wildly roui Id thy spumey vest
Doth dash the tall Prov with its glittering
surge.
Hail. bright Patapsco, Der whose CLASSY
swell
The snorting steamer bellows forth her
breath
And bravely walks thy waters midst the yell
Ut her shrill vent pipei and smoke-curling
wreath;
On whose smooth decks tile gleesome company
Mid mazy waltz and light cotilon glide;
Smiling to greet the deep pellucid sea.
With mirth and song reDunding Ger her
tide.
No more Britannia S thunder per thy main
Contest the freedom Of the gallant seas,
Or wrench their noisy bulwarks with the
strain aI .e.
That groans amid the battle and the breeze;
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wave, .t
The sea gull fearless dips beneath thy bri-n;
Joyous thy foaming crest doth peaceful lave,
And meath its brine thy inny monsters
swim.
Low in their sea- weed caves thy maids sleep,
Nor heed the echo Of thy sounding roar,
When Boreas believing from the rocking
deep
Drives the worn sea fowl to thy rippling
shore
Where. midst the marshy sedse, she builds
her nest.
Recoiling from the thunder -foanling seas;
Screens her closed eyelids meath her downy
And spurns alike the surges and the breeze.
Methinks see amid tie mists of morn,
When the hush'd ocean lalls its giant wave.
Sea nymphs arise, with cOnch aud sounding
horn,
Far from the shore where the spent surges
lave;
And in full chorus to the waning night
Pour forth their mourntul music to the
breeze,
Hymning their iolorous accents to the spirit
Who wakes the dark tornado Of the seas
Soft, softly to the misty air, .----.e-
Our spirit song ot1all wake;
Eut shrilly on the listening ear
Of mortal shall it break
Ie mariners, who safely ride
Above the fOanling deep.
Mourn, mourn with US as Elfns glide
Thy mates who lowy sleep,
With ea-weed for their winding sheet,
Deep IN their coral grave;
PllloW'd where star nor sun shall greet
Lie rock-resounding wave.
Thou cruel spirit that rides the blast.
Thy scattered wrecks behold;
Morality, its victims cast
Midst anchors, gems, and gold
Deep in the fathcmless abyss
Vi oceans oozv caves.
Where COLLINS glare ard serpents hiss
Meath dark upheaving waves
Hush. hush the spirits of the main
JOIN in our choral song,
They mourn with Us, in elfin strain,
Cur scar dirge echoing. ..
Charybdis wakes and Scylla pours
Her sad chant DER tie lea.
Which wildly echoes round our shores
And DER the dappled sea.
Yet list oh, list. the booming gun
Foretells the Aurora's hour
Wist. spirits away the glit'ring sun
His golden food would pour
Hail, bright Patapsco. though the brin,
deep.
Shall madly lash, when ocean winds d.
roar,
And the wreck'd mariners should tonbles
sleep
Down the deep main, beyond the maelstrom
power;
Soon as the raging billows softly sleep,
And purple fire tints fringe the eastern sky
Then faithful Sol new-wak'd from out the
deep
Shall o'er thy bosom cast his glancing eye
And o 'er thy fowery banks, by glen or wood
Shall proudly shine with his accustom't
glow,
Driving from sombre earth nights solitude
While nature opes her panoramic show;
Z Ell now the bay craft trains her bellyin;
sail.
The swift-wing'd steamer gaily ploughs tL,
the wave,
Thy home barks WOO the gently dallying gale
And haste TO greet the ramparts Of tn
brave.
Hail. bright Patapseo, Ger thy southern
Steep.
Behold MeHenry rear her bastion proud,
When nights dark curtain doth her tower
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