Semi-weekly standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1853-18??, 1858-08-18
BIZ WILLlAM ALLEN BUTLER:
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Sink into Sabbath Stiffness while he sings.
Not SO my weekday Muse to me she cries,
Look through the world which all about you lies,
The noisy town, its common, daily life,
The crowded street, The dens Of Vice and want,
The gided halls where Pride and Fashion faant,
And from their mingled ss threads the grave the gay
Forego." she cries, "the boyish dream of Fame,
Speak you see. careless of praise or blame.
Of YOUR chance shaft shall pierce yielding joint
In the stout harness of some veteran wrong,
Or full armed folly, in its vantage strong
Let but the word be honest and sincere,
For him alone whose inner sight is clear
The r %'s. vi sSa s ike wait
beside the shrine and sacred fires of Fate,
Whose touch ethereal gives the eye to
Things as they are, not as they seem tn be-!
The "veteras wrong" is the ostentatious, callous
display of wealth with its preliminary and attendant
Ia 6-heartedness.
F,asIs was worth Two Millions; his Inventory
wv, solid Millions every body said il,
Was not his name luminous OF b Of credit
Wss he not foremost in the foremost rank
OF MERCHANT PRINCEs, that nvincble host
The Empire Citys proud, imperial boast.
Her veteran guard whuse brilliant cash advances,
Not with fixed bayonets and bristling lances,
But with sharp bargains and keen speculations
Garry her eagles to remotest nations;
BOlder than Templars Crusaders.
They sweep the distant seas, these daring Traders,
Than tabled Argonauts, Or Classic Caesars.
They grasp the World these modern Golden Feecers?
Thinl not in this last verse my Muse evinces
The slightest disrcspect to Merchant Princes;
There whose hearts large and frank and loyal.
Whose human nature, like their wealth, is royal;
In whose flee hands the glitterng dangerous dust
Is not mere money. but a sacred trust
Long may keep their true. nntainted line,
Such men princes by RICH divine.
Such was not Fi'kn; in his pr;ncpaty,
Worse than high treason all liberalty,
NJ ray of bounty, with u,selhsh cheer,
Threw its bright beam that dark frontier,
Where every friendly grace of heart or hand
Was seized and fortified as conraband.
You IT ad it in his eye dull, dark, and stern,
Which clutches the light but grudged kind return,
In genial g'ances through the OPEN dav,
And with shrewd suspicion turned away.
His hard, square features, like an iron safe,
Locked in his Thoughts; no chance, unnoted waif
Of fugitive feeling unawares betrayed
The inner man, or mental stock in trade
The portlv figure, with lis solvent air,
Proclaimed to all the world the Millionaire
His purse and person both al fullest length
And even the higher law which he obeyed.
With all his heart and soul and mind and strength,
To love his maker, for lie sELF-sADE!
Se!fmadc, seEtraincd, seEwlled, self satisfied
He was, himself, his daily boast and pride.
His wealth all his own; had lie rot won it
With his cunning skill? There shone upon it
No grateful memories Of anothers toll,
No flowers of friendship graced its sandy soil,
No ties ancestral linked it with the past,
As in his hard, close hands he held it fast
His MOTORS of ancestry, his supplemental tomb of
heraldry in his purchased coat of arms
He had it painted on his carriage DOORS
Stamped ON his spoons, and inlaid in his floors;
It shone. respondent. on each piece Of ehina
When lie bclleld its lines 50 bright and w1vy
Clean in the soup and gimn'er through the gravy!
Pleased child with every seperae view,
Or q New Zealander with fresh tatoo!
his creed picture marked by OF those fine transit
tons from hard vulgar life into the domain of imagi.
nation and feeling, characteristic of the poem:
And yet, he seemed devout without much SEARCH
You might have found, any Sunday morning
His visible coach, outside the visible church,
With green and gold IFS sacred front adorning
gorgeous coaehn'an, somewhat flushed with sherry,
Waited, While Frkin in the sanctuary,
With many other " miserable sinners"
Cushioned the carnal man in druwsy pews
Rose with tie Locked with iiber "d P rs~s
On pr:na donnas. Fever known to faltcr,
In chant or solo, hymn, anthem splendid,
Aud still enchanting when the chant ended;
Then sat or knelt, grave as the altar bronzes,
And went through all the usual responses
Those l solemn PRAYERS, th'se itanies Sublime.
The ancient Church first Taught the iips of Time
Thenceorth to sound forever-ws whei, first
Ftooded with light, the lips of Memnon burst
Pack to the flood Of Day, its tide upborile
Deep calling unto deep, Music to Norm
OF starry midnight. or in catacombs
Where, by rude affairs and sepulchral tombs
Deep in the rocky earth. the vestal choirs
Rehearsed their music for the martyr.tres;
Now rs, swels si,h om lips Of people or Of priest
Responsive uterance, or the faintest notion
That they had any reference to devotion; ..
his philanthropy missnthropy,. which get down
poverty as crime and \beralty as only its encour.
agcment; his politics, which
- took On the Neutral tints,
safe complexion Tor a Merchant Prince
Who valud government for its protection
To wealth and capital against insurrection.
He thought that legislation should be planned. .-.
Snd ne great snip q State qupped and manned,
solcy with reference to the property owners
Those cabin passengers, American Peerage
While You aud / ard other Iuekless Jonabs
Who work the ship, suffer in the stecruge
HQ oKn.o Nj damn chuv ,SxrI,>
Which 'Oared Ind ratified through the spars Sails
these a all marked echings Of familiar traits
Firkn may any day be met with on Change; if he
toga will show you a hundred of him. The matr
monial life Of such man is Of course failure The
Struggle Tor wealth, ossifying process; the upward
ehort through the tongh crust Of worldliness, has
ieen beyond the endurance Of that simple woman
mood the wife. delicate plant buried premature be
neath the hard soil. She left an adopted daughter
to De supported by the xidawer's convenience and
ostentation till she marries q youth whose iack a
money making was his crime, when she is discard
co. Her story is the pathos of the snoem IN.
thin spun life " Of the husband is erf sshort .ns
we have Rachel brought face to face with The -
mans question: '.F - ''.' = !" '
Thus in her widowhood a prisoner ~ 50
ln MI the Garth there place for her issS-s
She was lady once; there was the rub: 3
She had no heart to beg. strength to scrub
of earn days wages at the washing tub "a TX
hnd when she looked, as many a sorrowing sister.
Hs,Srs and since, down that attractive Vista
T Mnen opened 70 her sight with JOYS oefndwing,
She is fascinating q sd pn,a sewing;
Jus a. rs. cut ran aP and ruined BY machinery
New York, D. Appleton Co.. 1859.
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