Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1858-01-28
bellish the darkened heavens with the
rainbow tints Of their genius.

Patrick Henry, the great spirit of mod
ern times, is admirably styled by the his
~torian, the fo~rest-born Demosihenese, and
the incarnation Of revolutionary zeal
Born and reared In honest poverty, rest.
less and Facilitating In his youth, he grew
to the age Of manhood little anticipating
for what great purpose nature had de.
signed him. But as O Phillip Of Macedon
brought forth the power Of q Demosthe.
nese so may George the LII be said to
have kindled an unquenchable fame in
the breast Of a Patrick Henry. Il re-.
CURED but q f.w years of political insult
and oppression to create q just spirit d
resentment ia that bosom which nature
had designed as the exponent Of all mod
ern greatness. Hallowed are the asso.
Citations connected with that venerable
old church IN Richmond. Within its sa.
cred walls, Henry, the embodiment Of the
Revolution and all its sublime results,
arose, and with prophetic inspiration,
poured forth the pure, unsullied sehti
ments Of a noble and patriotic heart.
H earnest and undazzIed eye
he keeps fixed on the sun Of truth,
His words seem oracles q
That pierce the bosom, and each man
Turns to gaze in wonder on bis neighbours face,
And like dumb wonder answers him"
Long had the heart been gathering
strength to strike a blow which, powerful
as the trump of Jove, shonld shake proud
Albion's distant shore, and send the Brit
ash hon frightened to bis wonted lair,
while the American Eagla-glorious birdl
-pearched upon the top.most branch of
Liberty Tree should breathe a reoui.
EN- to the downfall of British tyranny.
then spreading j~oyfully his broad ~pinions,
soar away, bearing the happy tidings of
Freedom and independence to their mil.
lions Of oppressed and down-trodden
Americans.
In view of these facts who can fail to
discern the power of the heart in oratory.
for ere the last sound of that ever to be
remembered voice died away, those famil-
liar words" Give me liberty or give me
death I"-rung in every ear, quiyered on
every lip, CLEANED from every eye, and
was borne upon every breeze, until the
death knell of British despotism was
charted throughout the United Colonies.
and We must 6ghtlI repeat it sir, we
must ightI' became the watchword and
song Of a brave people, determined to be
free.
Nor has the physical organization of
the human heart. and the relation which
it sustains to the mind, changed very ma
terially since the events of which we have
spoken. Who does not know that within
the fountain of his soul he is daily making
acquisitions and Accommodations, either Of
good or Of evil, which, ere long, like the
shining treasures of the golden shore,
shall unfold its precious gems to the pros.
perity and happiness of all mankind, or,
like the shut-in flames of some volcanic
mount, rage on until the hidden treasures
of its Utmost depths are all consumed,
then bursting forth with one terrific blast,
and scattering far its burning lava round,
1t shall submerge cities, overthrow king.
doms and principalities, and cast a dismal
gloom over the bright anticipations and
joyous dreams Of u~noffending millions.-|
dow important, then, that we should cul
tiyate feelings, sentiments and principles
of the most exalted nature. that when the
eea within the heart shall unfold it's hid
den gem it may be radiant with the gilt
tering stars of hope and peace and cease
less JOY TO all mankind. Then angel choirs
shall tune their golden Tyres, and Joined
with natures harmony, fill Heavens blue
dome with sweet Eolian strains which.
echoing. back to earth. shall make the
world rejoice, and join in one eternal
song to praise TIE Heart in Oratory.