Semi-weekly North-Carolina standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1852-1853, 1853-06-29

K 11s71fe Pu5lsH Del0BSa deserved triUote llet
the Gollsborough New Era, 10 the genius
1saellQ, also a poetic effusion over this signs
ture, appealing TO the Poets Of fite State to rous
|themselyes, for the morning Is breaking an
!" the rainbow of promise illumines the sky" w
are pleased to learn that the volume of Poetry re
ferred to, will be put to press at an early day:
| N. e. PoETs AND PoErRY. There is considera
bic talent for poetry in North Carolina; but which
like every thing else of State has only been par
TALLY developed. Of poetry By the steiner sex
PhilO Henders0ns undoubtedly stands at the head
of that By the softer and farer portion or bards, TIE
NELLA" must be awarded the chaplet for the best
When we encounter any poetic waits which w
know to be by daughter of North Carolina
we shall. if they bespeak genius in the author, gv'
them Insertion believing that readers will glad
~ see part of our space thus disposed of.
We present two this week. One is by Is Tenella,'
and Is very pretty appeal to the poets of NORTH
Carolina. 1t has not called out all Of her powers
and does not exhibit, by any meaus, the full force
and grace of her genius but il is equal TO the sub
ject, which did not admit of full exercise of the
fancy. We hope she will be galantiy and handsome
ly responded to. While prose men awaking uT
to TIE Importance OF bringing TO light the bidder
wealth that lies in the rough quarries of the earth
the poets should arise, and in musical mum
bers the mental wealth that lies beneath the rough
exterior of our plain, blunt, honest citizens; well
as paint in the unfadiDg colors of wordprisms the
landscapes from the Sounds 10 the mountains.
From the N. G. University Magazine.
TO TIE POETS OF NORTH CAROLINA.
Come rouse you! ye poets of North Carolina,
My State is my theme and seek not finer,
sing In its praise, and bid We all follow,
Till ye wake up the echoes Of" Old Sleepy Hollow.
Come show to his scorners cola Rips is awaking
His sleep like the cloud of the moring is brea king
That the years Of his sumber, at last have gone by
nd ha nh 0f pico llum he
His place in the Union is glorious l ween,
For he's of its Fathers, the good old thirteen.
Alb, some ofits sons take pride in his glory,
And are telling to others his unwriten story.
Then will We be silent, nor add to his fame,
Let others the deeds of his greatness proclaim
Oh can ye not MARBLE one note in his praise
One song In his glory, say, can ye not false
Come rouse We, and aid them the silence break
Come, show the world that his muse is awake,
That her vot'res tho humble rich incense can fling,
Pure offerings 10 lay on her altar can bring.
The spell of the Manitcu draws 10 close,
The shrek CT the steamking dis,urbs his rePose,
AS he dashes in pride DER his iron war path,
Like an arrow that's sent by brave. in his wrath.
The breath from his nostrls is filling the land,
And swift is The stroke OF his iron-bound hands
But let not the echoes OF labor, though sweet,
Be GHin the Hollow the stranger 10 greet
Come, show him that wood-notes sung in its
bowers,
That in its deep shadows there blossom sweet now
That bright gems lie hid in its forest Of pines.
AS we'll as rich ore in the depth Of its mines.
would build for its muse who has slumbered so
long
A temple where all may repair with song,
OF the gems and the flowers garland I'D Irvine,
To lay as an offering Poesy's shrine.
IT'S labor of love, and / ask for your aid,
To gather the flowers that bloom in the shade
To seek for the Jewels that half hden lie,
To catch up the wood-notes that unheeded die.
Bring gems Of the present, bring gems Of the past,
nd let their bright rays DER the future be cast,
LIE, a rainbow of Fancy and Poesy CLEAN.
Far over the white clouds oflabor and steam.
TENELLA.