Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1856-03-28
Prom Che London Punch.
THE SONG OF EIIAwAPHA

Prom the London Punch.
HE SONG OF EIIAWATHA.
(AuTuoR's PROTECTIVE EDIIToN.)
lere have been many desperate attempts
,cessful imitation Of LongfelloW's great
epics but none have succeeded in catch
piris OF It's musical rhythm so8ell as Pur
likes the spoem, and, with his char
tic humor, bestows upon it the follow
ing erifi4He. The lines are said to DO tr
lever pen of Planche:
,itYeu, who hold In grace and honor,
Hold. ~ nrs Eh0 did you kindness
slFAaa ha pahiiSh d farmer poems,
saRg Eva1ESlins to noble,
Sang the golden Golden Legend
Saug to sOass the Voices utter 49,
CryinE IN the Might and daSknes5,
-EAns boz untn the Red Planet
Mars, he gave the SIEttsI FIrst Watches,
Henry YadsEerth, whose ddaoDzeh B
Coming awkward, for1hs aecraEss
Into This his latest rhynthl
Write Ee as Pf1tEactsIl Fellow,
Or, In Latin, LosJRS G5E1eS,
BuV the Song Of HiaWAtls.
should YOU ask zee, il the PoeEa
Wortly OF rs predecesScrSl
Worthy of ths sweet eonceptionst
OF the manly, nervous dtctlou,
OF the phraEe, coneise or plant,
or the songs that sped tie PulseF,
OF Tie souEs that geInnaA the eYelashi
or the Other works at It=nry.
/ should ansEer, should tell you,
You may wish that you may get it, H--s
Don't ycH wish that you may Ert III
Sloull sou ask me, Is IL EorthlrHsI
l. Il b0sh and is IL b1nkum,
Merely Eaeile, flowing nonsense,
Easy 10 \ prHctIsed rhythmlEt,
: Fit to charm n pTtvats circle,
Bdt not aortli the print and paper
Dayii BOgus hath here expended:
should answer 1 shOGld tell you,
You're i fool and most prcEumptu0aa.
TTash mi Henry MadEEorth Wit uf
Hath not Pcnch commanded: 'Bny tf'
ShOuli yOn ask Tny, what's Ia natusr!
Ask me what's the kind OF poem!
AK Ios. Ia respectful Language,
Touching your respectful beaver,
KIekiag back your maplJ hind-lrE,
Like TO one EhO sees his bct;srss
shoIIl answer ] should tell yoS1
IT'S = poem in thS metre,
An.i einbalming taE trAdttionEl
Fables, riEes and superstitt0ns,
Legends, charms, and e-Temon!als
OF the various tribes OF Indians,
PROM the land Of the OiTbSaYs,
From tlie land OF the Dleot7hs,
PfoIa the mountains, moors and fealsudS,
Where the heron, the Shuh-shuh-ZaFI
FinIs It's sugar IN the rushcs:
Prem the fast dseay!ng nations,
Which our gentle Uncle Samuel
l. improving, Very smartly,
From the face Of all creation,
on the face Of all creation.
Should you ask me, by what story
BIZ what action, plot or fiction,
should answer, should tell y0I,
Go to Bcgue and buy the poem,
Published, neatly, At one shilling,
Published, swetuy, at tye shiusnBs.
SlG-il GU ask mr., is there music
In EhG structure Of the verses,
In sla names anil IN tIe phrasrs!
Pleading, that, Ike weaver Bottom,
You trefer your well ticEled;
should answer, should tell you,
NsnrJ . verse IS very cliaFm!n5i
Aud for names, there's lIIRWAthaI
WHO'S tn. hero OF the pVen,
NIdjte-SeeWis, that's the West Hthu'
TEaWAthr'i eracelsss father,
TIer-ts Sok6ml., there's wrnonah,
Ladies both, 81 various merit.
pdsgaxanElin, that's - wnT.clubI
Pau-pak.kcv-WiS, he's a jHndy
aBarr'I with strraS>s of red and yellow,
Aud ;Se women aud the EuAidenFr
Love the handsome Fau-puk-Gee-NisI
Tracing in kim Puuch'a likEne1s.
Thc5 there's lovely &tinnehaiIA-
Petty name, With pretty meaning
Il implies the Laughing Water
And The darling NinneiiahG
Married noble UiaERthHj
And her s:Ory's far too touching
To be sport for you. you Donkey
With your ears Ike weaver BottSmsI
Ears like BOBBY I;nlly Bottom.
Once upon a time In London,
In the days OF the LycruinI
Ages ere keen Arnold let 1t,
70 the dreadful Northern Wizard,
Ayes ere the bIcyaut Matthew
Tdpp'd upon its boards in bTtsEnest-
remember, remember
How scribe, with pen chivslrous,
Tried 10 save these Indian stories
FROM the fate of chill oblivion.
Dat came sundry comic Indians
or the trib. Of KUt-an-hacE-uEn,
With their chief, the clean EfnAttheEs,
With the Growing DoEny Beaver,
With the valiant Monkeys Cucls,
Game the gracious Mari-kEe.leeI
Firlns OF pocHet-pistol,
, Singing, too, that MAdjer-KeewiS
(Shorten'i in the song 70 Hld-Wsnd.C ..r -
Was spirit ytTy kindly.
CaIue her sire, the Joyous Kee-lee,
By the framing tribe adopted,
Named the Buffalo, aad welded
To the fairest OF the tuaidsnsI
Bat rrpentrd Q! his Bargain,
And his brother Kut-an-hAck-ums
Very nearly chOppii his toes Cd,
Serve him right, the dckle Kee.lsS,
II you ask me. what this memory
Hath TO do with Hiaw5tha,
And the poera which speak OF!
should answer, should tell you,
You're fool, tie most presumptiOus;
Ills not for such humble cattle
To inquire what liks and unions
Join the thoughts and mystic msRnilGSI
or their beti=ES, mighty poets,
Mighty Eriters-Punch the mightlcst.
should answer, should tell you,
Shut your mouth aud 80 to David,
David, SIR. Puneb'S neiSlihor,
Bay the sous Of IIiaWatha,
Read and learn, and then be thankful,
Unto Punch and Henry wadswOrth,
Punch and noble Henry SSdswoEth,
Tru-F poet, better fellow,
Than TO be AnnOSol At jrstinS
From his :risud, great pGneh. who loves him."