Lynchburg daily Virginian. [volume] (Lynchburg [Va.]) 1852-1861, 1857-05-18


Wheh this spot mel England face 10 face.
And where they met thc waIie mn hind 10 hand
Twilight All sunrse stood up,n TIE strand
Twiiight anl sunrise StNga sunshine CLEANS
Toby IN prlfcs AMI those iii tut streams
Nhch hurry onwiri thro = far Western plains,
Where the last had IA. Tor Il sea On reigns.
Here the red canae. on lie spot AT down.
H.. spen i'll forehead stormy with frown,
To quc with he wiId galning of hs glance
The swift eucroacamehis OF the wave advance;
IL meet and cheek TIE ruthless tile which rose
Crest after crest Of energetic toe
White higb and strong poured each cruel wRve
Until the, lcr ms royalty grave
Ba ner#.li- yil1, .no'tlou' dalugo CLEANS
Vision. tar ~ SAINT 4i.ih IA his dreams;
l5yc OF Mercy the Dlliows dark
Fiuttcrc awhile then fled within Gods ark.
Had | the power. reycrently describe
Tina, PEERLESS mai the pearl of all her tribe"
A. evening far, when coming night and day
Contend together which shall wied tie sway
Bun here FLASHED, my paliry inncy stays:
For her too humble its most stately lays
shade oitwghts soflcst, sweetest gloon
The dusk Of mornng-fonnd II splendid tomb
In England glare strange and vas. and bright
the dusk of morning bur.ici iaio light.
Which 4trrameth through the pasts cathedral asles
TIL sculptnte1 Mercy Ike scrapb smiles.
Aud though Fanr grind aud consecralcd fame
NJ kiugiy -tttur may IN time ret in,
Her name bali nger, nor with age grow faint
It's simple soHhd-tiic Image Of Il saint
SID Is the story of that maulens rfee
Long drawn from each Legendary gllee
All their expansive hunting grounds nre now
Torn by the iron the Saxon plough.
Winch turns up skulls, and arr ,nhcads and bones
Their places nameless aud unmarked by stones
Now trcightcd vessels toll aung,he view.
Nhcrt once WIS seen the lniiHns swift c,tuoe
And he shrill sound ma lie by escaping steam
Prncums the past bat rs IA vivid dream.
Where rose the wigwnm in its sylvan shade
Where the bold hunter in his freedom slraycd
IN met his foe, or cha ed the bounding stag,
The l24 horses at the harrow lay,
Where the rude dance VS. held or war song rose
The scene /: one OF plenty aud repuse.
The culver OF her race is empty now
Is bow lies broken underneath the plough
And where the wheatfclds ripple in the gale,
The vanished hunter scarcely leaves trail
Twas where your liver unsteady flows,
The European nomenclature rose
\ keen ed gel axe, which since alasl has swept
Away their names those blows which blossoms kept
What strange ylcisstude5 mud pcrils fell
On the first settlers, lis not mine to tell;
! scarce may pause to syllable the name
Which the great Captain left behind for fame;
4 name which echoes through the tented past
Likesound OF charge rung in bugc's blast.
Iii, aye, although ii still put tAith in stars
olonger CLEANED through icudal helmet bars,
Bat stood IN its hail armor; thus stands he,
Half like dream of Border chignry
And Galf presented 10 or eager eyes
The brilliant sYmbo, of brave enterprise.
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How England : arts and institute us rose
Themselves, her INSTRUCTED rule worst foes
Va hi g. tel whoer eloqpence of OIL
Itl,l harln rtpt scuttlcs =. lis Ii lp of plld:
Whose 3anr - calm ana ,tcudy radiance shows
| Jon our history like the suns rrpasc
" nen sinking SLOWLY in Hood of light
Serene, rs he is wonderfully bright
upcn the cliffs er which sweep rondors wings,
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