New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1856-06-14

Knt wn to the Ahcleh'r, hno"h W VIC "'N' "'~ 0'
poets,
Known to great v,ne,, whose pillar, of perfect
marble
Stand in the temple of Truth, his nbrance for
Ages
II ere 81 all thy record be, Knight of the wr,rged and
the helpless,
Tb,re shall thy weapon be kept, with the motto:
81 hurled it,"
How has, thou hardened the living heart and quick
feelings
To stand up and speak the great spiritdiyidng
sentence,
To stand mark for the thief and assassin to aim at
More than our envy, more than thy hope was thy
SITTING the seal of thy blood to the word of thy
courage.
II but the pure of heart in pure cause should suffer,
SUMNER, the task thou hast chosen thine for its
fitness.
Never was Pascal victim more stanlessly offered,
Never on mdcr brow cleaned the crown of the
martyr
Stand thence, marx for the better and nobler am
bOn,
For they are holy, the wounds that the Southemer
dealt thee.
Count IL EN- blessed and blessed the Mother that bore
thee.
Would that the thing best love, aye, the Son of my
bosom,
Suffering BIT side thee, had shared the high deed and
its glory.
Shall we bend over those wounds with our tears and
our balsams7
Tears warm with rapture, balssms Of costest clear.
Take thy deserving then-wear i. for life on thy fore
head,
Crowned with those scars shalt thou enter the just
mans heaven.
Crowned with those scars shalt thou stand 10 tbs
ord Ofberoes.
If earthly counsel were van should the heavens be-
friend thee
Sinking Orion flung far in the wrath of the tyrant,
Calls not in vain on the dumb heart of Nature to help
him;
Lo the deep cones to his aid, and its monsters up
bear him;
HI sper stoops over the Ocean her long shining resses
Till he is drawn by them up to the zone of her beauty
And like fair sister, the stars close around him forever
Scarcely The hush Of horror gives way thrO the country
Ere from the Westland breaks the wild war.cry that
grieves
Here the opprtssOr has come he has reaped his rude
harvest,
Ard the black ridges le in the desoate corn field
Low lies the village the people stsnd dull and dis
heatened,
Wor derpg what Iuscreant SHAH march with the ban
ner OF Freedom.
Oh, thou blue banner of God with the stars of thy
promise,
Wave in thy fairy, avenge this usurping and insult
Crack thou crystal lit flames from the high emprean
Sweep from the outraged earth the vile chief and his
legions
Lawrerce is fallen Our friends and our brothers are
murdered
Ard your Snug President soothly sub'crioes their
deatb-waIrant.
Man walk not forth, lest the beasts Of the meadow
upbraid thee
True TO their Office, fulfilling the task God appointed
| Even the msetf shall greet thee with howls OF de
Vision
He. who left with the treasure, forsakes not ITS
keeping
Mocking the thief, giving battle till one OF them perish
Yea let the me anest thing that is faithful derde bin;
Let stocks and stones thak God thai they cannot do
treason.
Set him aside my country, be great and impeach him
Write ont his dark account tell his deeds he did
them.
Che to serve the people, his servants shall bind
them.
Sworn TO upheld the law he will cheat and degrade it.
Blood has he ccunselednot once but again and often
Blood shall he have, poured to God with holy III
tention-
True blood of Seveny-Six, that brave men have be-
questbed US
Left to be spent they spent it, freely tor Freedom
Hank! Fen the pnlpit rebukes the slow browse OF
the anthem
Prasirg Of God, amid actions that prase him in no
wise
Here some brave priest lifts his voice; the far rap'ne
and bloOdshed
Ard murderous manners at home, move his eloquent
fcser
"Shame on you, Christians" he cries, If with such
YOU have friendship.
And if YOU be not ashamed, let your Pastor disown
YOU
Thanks good pastor, our tribute of thanks for thy
fervoi-
lis but spak-let it kinde the wide congregation
With that clear redness of shame which hath grace
before Heaven.
With that good tinglng that rouses mems slumoerns
virtue;
Each couftsspg to each, were careless and bruish
Sat unaw ned by, while they hewed down our
brothrtn
Thus, ~ the sonowng face shall the heart be made
| better
This is as thcgs should be-le' the priest lead the
people,
Stamp them, as melted wax, with high feeling and
purpose.
" no hath ancrttd the who shall stand looking
Godward,
That he should pipe to the tune Of their wan'on
| wishes
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