Delaware weekly Republican. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1841-188?, 1857-01-08
CARRIERS ADDRESS.
HARK from yOn Tower, what moan those peals we
hahr.

'Tis the knell of the departed hour
We feel, and own, and recognize its power
1t tells US, in each sad and mourntul chime,
Another year sleeps in the tomb OF Time.
Yes, Fifty six, with wrinkled face, and wan,
At length has measured Life's short, narrow span
o. Life, how frail how very brief thoa art!
Yet how instructive to the human heart'
How many changes has the year just gone,
Brought to fond hearts, that now in sadness mourn
How many an eye this very hour doth weep,
For some beloved one slumbering in the deep
| Yes, many heart arrayed in funeral gloom,
For some dear idol hurried to the tomb;
| By Fire, by Steam, by Pestilence and Flood,
| In one brief msment called to face their GOd;
To answer at the bar of God the Son,
For every action in the body done.
How solemn is the thought! but yet hae few,
\ The vast importance Of The sAattSsss-s,
That m0urnful bell that wakes the midnight air,
We hear it still, at least the echo hear
II rouses thought, gives retrospection power,
., how impressive is the closing hour.
Il watts US back on Fancy's wings agaia,
/ 10 other days of mingled bliss aud pain
II Btirs the heart of memory so dear
The eye adorns with many precious tear:
For mem'ry's tears are precious tears, indeed,
The gift of Heaven, for man they inter0ede;
They spring spontaneous from the heart sincere,
And this is why they are to Ii eaven so dear;
They come in love to purify the soul,
And thus the wayward passions all csntrol
Here let us leave this solemn train of thought,
improving each reflection as we ought;
For each reflection, serious, that is given,
For our improvement, is designed by Heaven.
Now let US mount the MUSES. wings, and soar
Across old 0cean's deep, to Europe's shore;
At England, Russia Turkey, and Of France,
Time won't admit but of a passing glance.
The great Alliance, Russia says, must break,
And secretly she strives breach to makei
By art and intrigue she essays to gain,
What by her armies she essayed in vain;
The great volcano, with its flood of fire,
Is sumh'ring merely to increase its ire
Soon may 1t burst with desolating food
And deluge Europe with sea Of blood.
And all for what? for tyranny and power,
All for the triumphs Of little hour.
Here would we render DALLAS dHe applause,
For all he's done for dear Columbia 3 cause.
All questions settled, teeming big with strife,
~ That threatened war with all It's horrors rife;
Thanks to him for his wise diplomacy,
We pay due tribute to his policy.
The MUSES. pinions let us mount once more,
And wing our way back to Freedonias shore
Blest land, which gave to Liberty a name,
Wide as the world, eternal be thy fame
Thy blessed institutions, and thy laws,
Command respect, and claim the worlds applause
Here may the flag Of Freedom be unfurled,
Till Time shall cease, and cease to be the world.
The great Campaign Political is Ger,
The strife Of battle, and the cannon's roar
JAMES BUCHANAN has the victory gained,
We hoped that FILLMORE would have 1t obtained
He is safe man, and be was our choice,
But then We yield unto the Peoples voice;
man Of Peace, well tried in public life,
Well qualified to heal all sectional strife;
At home beloved, abroad 'hS heS Rts resp psv,sa,
And we regret that he was not elected.
With JAMES BUCHANAN at the helm of State,
We trust that all to Kansas does relate,
May settled be-ali anarchy may cease
And all the land be bIest with perfect peace
Yet no extension do we hope to see,
But trust sincerely Kansas may be free;
We trust he will do all he can to save,
nuNh 90nA IIufn ffOna N q
And if he does, well done to him be given,
The praise of men, and the reward of Heaven.
God grant, the Constitution Of tho land,
Firm as rock, till time shall end, may stand
Great edifce of Strength and MaJesty,
The Magma Charta of our LIBERTY
Twas bought with blood, with blood was signed and
sealed,
Then why should we SO recklessy it yield.
Yield it to death?-alas its overthrow
" euld prove to Freedom, prove fatal qloW
Then let us pause, and think before we fever,
For once dissolved, we are dissolved forever.
We teach the doctrine of the Native School,
Americans, Amerioa should rule
| We, for the good and safety of the nation,
Would change the laws of Naturalization.
We cannot vote till we are TwentS.oneg
What right have others, then}--in justee, none!
| This is true Democratic doctrine, and
Should be the law Of dear Freedonia's land.
To the voice of WAsHINGToN, give ear,
And of Foreign Influence beware;
And don't forget what JACKSON, too, advised,
That we should be more eAmericansed
No union here, we want Of Church and State,
0, how should we the evil deprecate!
Q! let us keep our Institutions free,
TIL Time shall end, and Earth shall csise to be:
And as fer Popery, on Columbia's shorf,
Grant equal rights, but then grant nothing more.
And this is true Democracy, again,
just in the sight of God, and sight Of Ien:
Freedom aud Popery never did agree
They are at variance, and must ever y (;
Hence we should watch her with jealous eye,
And where she slaims more than her DE, deny.
Now let us turn unto our little State,
And speak Of things which do to her rIlate;
How very bright the little Diamond shines
Her character IS drawn in brilliant liaes
In all that's great and good, she lead4 the vany
And ever did since her career began
Small In extent, though very small sls be,
Great in the counsels of the nation shli
Her Statesmen great for talent, 7-therd are none
More oelobrntod Of the Thirty.une
For Genius too, for Science, Song ma sr-Iaim,
As high station en- the scroll of Fame.
The Constitution she was first to sign.
And she will be the last it to resign;
She shed her blood in cause of Revolution,
Au d never can consent to Dissolution
The Blue Hens Chickens' arc no common
Game,
And as for towards, never bore the name.
just go ye back to Revolution days,
And see their brows adornsd with blCsming bays
And here the Bard might we'll partihlarize,
But history, what be omits, supplies
Dear Delaware, in deep afactiou nos
mark thy sorrow craven on thy br,w;
Thy CLAYTON dead, thy gifted, favotte son,
With earth, and all its honors, now done
o, yes, he sleeps in Deaths embra es sleeps,
Whilst Ger his bier stricken natioI weeps
But then again, we ask, is there no balm,
The anguish OF the stricken heart toealm?
10, yes there is he triumphed over Ieath,
And sung the vict'ry with. his dying breath
He sought his God, nor did he seek d vain,
Salyation's priceless jewel did obtan
And now with his coInpatriots, WEBsrRR Chkr;.
He reigns forever in eternal day
When CLAYTON died, Fame from het temple took;
A pen of gold, and in her brilliant book
Inscribed his name in characters sublime,
To live eternal on the page oerime,
| He wss Statesman of gigantic mind,
And where shall Delaware his equa find?
But then We yield unite the will of Heaven,
God gave, and only teok back wha.was given.
How offes has the Senate Chambe, rung,
With strains Of eoquence pour'd frlm his tongue
ut But new no more, that tongue is mute in Death,
That chain'd the Senate with ecstatic breath
How How iraii is man how evanescentlife,
| rife;
Then iet each hour, by moments OILY giyen,
DO IN the serVies spent of graoious- Heaven
The Temperance Law for two years has been tried