The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1859-01-05

The history of the year is dark book
But there are pages bright aud fair and clear
And there are high and holy deeds it tells
To nerve the Patriot and Christian cheer
spirit went abroad that nerved aud thrilled
The sons of Freedom through all lands of earth,
II shook old thrones-lhe frightened despots fled
AS from pestilence or earthquake s birth
AS guilty things, from the accuser's rod J;
Or the poor peasant from the Alpine cot
When roaring, pouring rushing floods come down
And sweeps his all from off his little lot.
What though another night enshroud the earth
In cable pail 1t is but Tor time,
And brighter day must dawn ere long We feel
Earth has heritage above the crime,
The sin shame and wrongthatkngs have wrought
Ger the fair face of Natures Truth and Good.
The sons of Erin shall not always starve,
Nor crime be eser plentier than food.
The loisman shall not smile, as now, when death
Comes TO relieve him or his starving child,
But find that life hath joys as well for him
As for the purpled monarch base dehled.
Blum hath not died feion's death in vain,
Nor yet the thousands who gave up life
That blood OF martyrs should become the seed
of freedoms church throughout our toilsome
strife.
Nay, dance, dance, dance,
Let revelry run high,
For revelry is a glorious thing
To those who never die.
Drink to-day and drink tomorrow,
Drive down care and drive down sorrow,
Think OF leisure-now's no time,
Life is long, we're in our prime,
Ho TO mirth 10 merry men
Quaff Falernian red again,
let the dance 00. round and r0unu.
Round let wit and wine abound.
Revel now and think hereafter!
Here's TO beauty, love and laughter
Now the tiny feet
Falls as light and fleet
AS the moon-beams on the water =
Now the music swes
Rich as pleasure wells
From the heart of Loves fair daughter
There the lashes darkle
Darker eyes that sparkle
Till the love-lit heart doth beam
From the face of Beauty's dream.
This the song that mourners now hear
This the funeral dirge oil the year
Then let us hope and love
Through another year,
Toiling, trusting TO the right
Live in faith and fear
Onward, upward, march we on,
Till life's day is gone,
Pilgrims to the shrine of Truth
Till deaths nigh. come on.
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Say young man hath thy laugh been hushed I
Have all thy brightest hopes been crushed,
Like silk hats in heavy H&H
Hath sorrow wrung thy heart with pain,
As Sally wrings the dish cloth out,
Because that red mouslache won't sprout?
Or is that grief and anguish dire
That heart and stomach all on fire,
From what men colored like your nose
Call "6re watern in their woesl
Or IFS because the maid who Haunts
Her silk mantlllas, and who vaunts
OF "papa'so acres and bank stock
Has no great fancy for wedlock
oh mend your manners and Jour coat
And ape no more an ancient goat
BY beard and perfume that offend
The eyes and nose, but never rend
The heart of Ioveliness maidenkind
And still far less can charm the mind.
Darn not the Coquette but your hose,
And retail tapes before your woes.
Though she don't love your ggnling race,
She has a heart and that an ace;
But do not think 10 trump the hirt
With hand of diamonds aud of dirt
VI
My poetry machine being somewhat orgon-ic,
And oil being scarce on account OF the panic,
Won't let me grind out more of these rhymes,
Without being oiled with handful of dimes
And if good luck would make it quarter or hay
You'll see my face change from grin to a laugh
You'll not be forgotten, and when sixty comes
along, Isong.
My successor will greet you with his first trial Al
There is an end 10 all things, and one TO my time
OF carrying round papers and making rough
Having arisen asiep above my oldlevel, [rhyme
NV mantle has fallen upoD the tsnew devjl.U