Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1854-04-28
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Like Hocks of migratory birl, awinr
Tho by-gonc days sweep Ger the sea ot time.
On. ON to the eternal shore they speed
Ono is baptized with sad and bitter tears,
ind bears an arrow meath it. bleeding wing
One, crimsoncd o'cr with battles bloody stain,
ttcr- a nation's nsunltng shrek
One, Scared and battered by the winds and waves,
~uhs out the grief of .hipwrccllcd mariners
Az, life would fail To- name disastrous day.,
bay. red and rcckng with thu fpulcsl iccd.
DAYS the bright stcrs misl,nk mr blackcst night.
hut 10, nn,id the nying flock see,
tikc Doves with rocks fair golden days like this,
Filled t. the sunset with the song Of larks,
And wrcathcd with roses to the mornings rim,
Blue with bland sky andcrowncd with glorious light
And starred all over with the noblcst deeds;
lis tod who lifts tho window tra sends forth
The raven. night. or rs eternal course.
And the fair dove of day with leaves Of peace
From his celestial Aiarat on high.
lis but a ,tcpon such morn th,
From hill sod to the condcsccndng ky.
y glorious world, ahoat in golden air
Behold the prairie, broad, and wild and free
ocean OF emerald grass and golden flowers
us Hod'S own garden, unprofancd by man
There the meek grass with te green finger point,
To Him who feeds it, with his hand In clonus
'TS there the rainhow-tntcd flowers send up
Their offerings rich of purc.t. sweetest balm
Thr yellow bee huns out his drOwsy song
Ipon the bosom OF the wild white rose
There, striped with green and gold the serpent :ides
With deadly venom meath his tongue of fire.
Dangerous as malice hid in compliments
And showers If insects, fluttcrng in the mir
On gauzy wings 80 various dyed they seem
The happy offspring OF the gorgeous flowers.
londcr behold the monarchs of the wood
For agc+ have they battlcd with the Storm
The cnv'ous clouds have pcltcd them with hail,
The lightning pierced them with its quivcring lance
And the fierce wirlwind wrcnChpd them in its wrnt h
rs mortuls, chastcncd by afhiction's rod.
Grow firmer and grow faster in the faith,
80 these tall Titans of the forest glade
Are stronger for their struggle with the storm,
When at their feet their predecessors fell
Spring covered their remains with mourning moss,
And wrote their cpitaph in pale wood flowers,
And gave sweet berries to the gentlc birds
TO stay and sing their sad, sweet requiem.
These trees are thruned upon their fathers graves
And the same sun that chcercd tn ancestral stoms
Bathcs all the sylvan wood in golden light
From the green woods uprise spontaneous songs
Which fill the gaping space with grateful joy
blossoms like blazing censcrs fill the air
with sweetest fragrance, and the balmy sky
seems ar inverted Hover OF blue ana gold
meanwhile, yon river, Ike constant heart,
Puurs forth hymn as copious a. Its Hood,
lncheckcdby flowers coquctting on its banks.
That stream reflects the glory Of the day
silver thread, strung with sun, moon, and stars,
And wound about the landscapes ver1ant waist
Fair land of silver streams and mountains green,
Of bounlc,> prairics and pellucid lakes,
of rocks, and hills and plains, and woodlands wild
Shall Slavery clank her Calling fcttcrs here
Or Freedom wave her starry flag for aye,
And h";ld ,,rea, r;,;os nm ,ho.n rer,;tn ,,io;n'
And I,unch bcr an,tiny r,hr,,s nm tbc,r wa,cs
While streams ,ro sorrs ,o ,nrn III. hu.y nil.
Which soon must wall rho wa,crs nf ,h, ,r,s,,
Vas here la, townr;ny drm,. and tonnr;n,, sn;r..
A.c.nd ohove ,ho ,ron t,,,, ill., hnii,h,
Here let the hum of honest industry
be heard in busy hive. where ircemcn toll
"hie schools are hllcd with troops ot r"sy youth,
Amt peace and plenty smile at every door
May Temperance, like the "atchiul angel armed
With swor,i of flame at Edcn'' guarded gate
NAV meek Religion. pure and undeGled,
Lead the young nation. horn and cradled here
In Wisdoms straight and narrow path of peace.
The Jay i. near when tower, and town, will rise
Like magic in this new and vast domain,
And iron threads, thick strung with Villages,