Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1854-01-18
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A RUSHING. MELODY. IA
ne Feast of Turkey and the flow Of
- - Rhyme.
So far as can reason down
The complex Eastern question
A Turkey done exceeding brown,
Would suit tho Cars digestion.
Be trussed it must, with bayonets first,
And peppcrcd well with powder; ..
Then sliced out into provinces, ..., ..
Twill mako u famous chowder.
Poor Turkey cannot bear yoke,
Though turkcy-cggs bear pullets;
Nor can the Sultan see the joke
OF making his eggs bullets.
Though he has got hundred wives,
He dearly loves MoIl Davia;
And Galutz is the kind gal,
He wouldn't part to save you.
Though men shake off tho Russian wiIes
Still, Mcn-shi-koF is great, Sir,
And Dardcn-ells are crooked miles, 30
Although they call them strait, Sir.
The Sultan in his IIarem sits,
While things go harum scarum,
He gets in-sultan' messages,
And cannot choose but bear 'em.
The Turk appeals 10 God and truth,
But suffers ne'erthcless he ;
For GortschnkofF besides the Pruth,
At Jussy gave him J'ssy.
With GortScha-koff and Menchi koT,
His breast has got 4 stufin',
And if he c mot shake them Off
These coughs will mil his coffin.
The Gar is clad in costly Gurs,
From VnShkn and Yakaka;
While Turkeys Snlo defclcc from kofs
Ia REDscmD ALI PAcHA.
The Sultan to the Prophet prays-
No profit comes N-ncar him;
And though hiS Porte Is called Sublime,
1t has not strength to cheer him.
He prays to Mecca, but he finds O.
The mocha a-nism is rusty
His prayer cannot unI"ck the gate,
%A"A W S''N "dNS - SlN0tS
His Viz.rs put their visOrs down,
And will not face The tuxsle
Alas the faithful MnsSuEmins
Have neither brain nor muscle
Dis-turbin' hands his turbAn touch
His hooknh, it il hooked, Sir;
And soon, before u Co>suck fire,
Will Turkeys goose b. cooked, Sir,
His Mnn"lpk"s to manIny look,
Nor are for bt;I, prcssug-
lis P;lShas ofr dozen tails
Hlvo tales lac moss distressing.
His Dragonan can't drag man
To fight, Uhc Turks uint stupid
His PTiUate GuGrd arc iinpotcnt,
For Mrs aS exc fp. Cupid.
There's not a man In his Divan,
In hono1s van will die, Sir;
Becoro tho s'orm that Bruin brews,
The Turkey sOou mast Ay, Sir.
Though England promised n1cn and mon
Ely, now she goes Gor snrcks, Sir,
Prcfcrrinz Turkey nndcrdonc,
To fighting with CosSGcks, Sir.
Old Nick may send his srrfI TO fight =,
From KoS;rOma and KrAstr,iz,
Will Louis in tho "I'arc Gur CerG,"
Is shooting tHrkcy- y-b"zzlrds.
Tho Cosslchs n.r slvng, horde,
But Turks with tho,n can cope i'll
St. Petersburg Ob,ys the sword"
Not 3" ConsttntinoNe.
The Turks aro called to daily prayer
From rninarct and stccplc,
So well-informed they are, they're called
Tho constant 81 know" people.
The Sea of MarmoTa Is small,
A sca-tOn In the neck, Sir,
Which joins the European head
Unto the Asian wreck, Sir.
Tho Turks, fear, must cross it soon,
To omar more utter ruin,
And this is all know about
Tho tempest that is Bruin.
The Turks gave shelter to KossUrn-
For this, esteemed their souls arc !;
May they nc'cr know a Hungary duy
Parut;oned rs the Poles arc.
May Allah and the Christians God
COnfound Un-Christi IN Czlrs, Sir
And may the Crescent moonbe girt
With bright Columbian stars, Sir.
From the Boston True Flag.
DON JOSE'S GER;
Or, The lIiseT's Ward.
BY GEO. L. AIKEN
l yearned for love
earnestly as sun-crucked earth
arms to Heaven for rain-nomc over came.
ALEXANDER SMITH.
Don Jose and his friends. Manual an
pert, were seated aS their wine in thvi
ive.city of Madrid, one fine evening
1tember.
lose was absent and thoughtful, IL
crs gay and chatty.