Bellevue gazette. [volume] (Bellevue City, N.T. [i.e. Neb.]) 1856-1858, 1858-06-10
PO E r Y.
Discovery ofsir. John Frank lin
BY CARRIE MAY.

OT lldS eIlDdIheu OH uls last NoyuBV'-
lie has found Sir John Franklin"
There came a sound--a wall of grief
From DER the ocean far away;
Twas England mourning FOR son,
Whose fate in shrouded darkness lay.
Fair Science held tempting lure,
To win the brave one from his hsme;
3 And strong of heart he sailed away,
. Ore northern seas and lands to roam.
Months, years passed on, and waiting
hearts t'
Grew weary at his long delay, r.f.
And anxious eyes gazed ore the sea,
To watch his coming, day by day.
And vet he came not. Other lands
Looked on with sympathy and grief,
And sen: their vessels nobly manned,
To seek The sufferers with relief.
And one, Columbia's honored son
One noble hearted, young and brave,
Left fireside hearth, and clustering friends
To search for one he yet might save.
Hope held aloft her burning torch,
TO light our hero on his way,
While faith sat at the vessels helm .i
I'D, And steered their course by night and day.
On, on he speed, through mist and foam,
ana Past giant icebergs tall and grim, COO .d
With his brave heart so true and bold, -....
What were those polar gales to him?
On, on he passed by isles of snow, i a1s
And plowed his way through icy plains,
Till, with his brave and fearless crew,
He ntared the Ice Kings bleak domains.
And he-pale Monarch of the North
Sat on his crystal throne Of state;
And eyed our bold adventurers,
With chilling looks Of deadly hate.
He sent his emissaries forth,
Who strove with might to bar their
course;
His tr mpeter, the North Wind, howled
Defiant threats in accents hoarse.
And yet, on Mercy's errand bent,
Our hero nobly struggled on, .
While Faith still sat beside the helm,
And Hope still sung her siren song.
He heard the North Winds fearful voice,
But hurled his proud defiance back;
No muttering threats could change his a
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When he was Oh the lost ones track.
The Ice King shook his hoary locks,
And sounded many warning note
And busily his minions worked, ..HFE
But onward sped the noble boat.
Then fearful grew the monarch grim,
And blew clarion blast in rage,
To!marshal all his shadowy host;
One fierce, decisive war to wage.
The search went on. The brave man sough
The lost one ore the sea and land,
Nor faltered in his noble work
Until the Ice King bade him stand.
And even then in conflict fierce,
He grappled his insidious foe,
And sought, with more than humane force,
To lay the mighty monarch low.
lie fought his way till Faith grew pale,
Till Hopes sweet voice was faint and low
| And th' beacon torch she bore aioft -.
| Gave but dim, uncertain glow
And il he faltered then, 'twas not
To mortal foe he bent the knee,
Heyielded to that fatal power - ..f
That reigns ore northern land and sea.
The ley Monarch spared his life,
But bade him haste to leave his land:
With thoughts Of future conflicts won,
He marshaled his devoted band.
The foe had bound the gallant ship
In bonds no human power could part
He left her with lingering look,
And homeward turned with saddened
heart.
But Hope still famed her Pickering torch,
And whispered gentle words of cheer
That lighted ep the hero's heart,
And held aloof the clouds Of fear.
She pointed to sunny land, ~
Where health should once more join
: his train; .rII ~i.f B. r..
, And then, with force renewed, she said
: The lost one should be sought again.
THY reach their home-that little band
. And crowds of true, devoted friends
: Came with those gentle words and deeds
: True love and friendship ever blends.
!. Yet still the hero's heart was sad,