The Abbeville banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1847-1869, 1859-01-20
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NiE ~ i''tE. towering l!"rn,a:mS-
VIII! IL r"urh nnl r,,-r.rl Strands
VIII, il. .r'.nl'r Ynlii:% rivers
W;r,: it streams thai leap in light:
Barren n"nr~ ;,nl tl"wrrv meadows
Gio";c;:. .',y,n"> il ~r;n.- alright
VIII" ,n'l. heart ii" i,,,,n"r h"wling
IL Curhui!in'S midnight caves?
t.r;rl il;" -"lr %: cnrricvr.cian
When III" ,"lninS' lrSh"l lis waves
VIII" ha;h heard l.nrh Mary's waters
Whispering Ia lhr pc!,hl"'l beach,
.tS il sun'irr. calm and sun shine.
lla'l c:rl,w"l IL waves with speech:
VIII" La'!, 'lnnc 81, nee cxcliiming
From his i,inr$i Heart alnwl-
.S"o;lnn'l is the lanl of hrau,y-
St"tSm"n Y" may well hr rro,rl."
Fr"lI The uni'.lt-ltnd where the !,;l!ows
Ghaw III" black ro.Hs of Cape Wrath,
Unto Tc";":'s S';nny waters,
Singing nn ,i.:.ir ocean path
fr":l whore !'nv.i, ::n.nn hoy i,lan.l:
''.''i'" i''l its.i'il' - III mo sea,
INTO Ar!"in, misty su.,E,iis,
ta;o mountain guarded Dec
Ff"i" ;hc Granite shores "f C.,ithncss,
Unto S"lwuy'S stretch OF %an.i-
Every scene i singing loudly,
Thif il brau'y's darling land.
Hlr'Lianl Of the Ea;,l Of Cnila.
Singing as he rnughrl the ticll:
AMI "l him whose words male music
In the shepherds lonely birll-
i:lrih!ln'l "f Tie mighty minstrel
Vino awn&r our northern lvrc,
bringing back, with magic summons,
Sco,itn'ls = ancient martial fires
Ei:,hlhnt of h",'c'S mi,ri. loved poet,
Master of i!!r lyric love
Of him WHO S.!mc he lakes and mountain.
Di Ia: i,'mry* ,uiIunrc-
n'' him VIII" 'n!'i the Joys AMI sorrows,
Filling c:,".i l,:ncS;i: hcnrih;
Latest nj ",ir n:!:v" poets,
Whom VIC ably gave 10 earth.
Scotland i: t:lc Ian. of story
'@ni al! many ha,ilr-:irhl
WHERE III" S!tlwLr; arms Of trccmcn
$:';vy:H'i the crp'r>~ors sl.i!l.
:':r!m her :.!r:!, The Roman Eagles
:p'cA'l their '.,'.'..;rn wings in flight;
Nhcn like rtlth.; ;'ia:;r-inu$.ncl buullcrs
i,'.~h''! ii1s' .trru,S rom The height.
l"nc"rtyS green valley ircuthlcd
Wien the si.ou; oi De LIZ Ilayc
Bro!l2 the Morse rank ;,s The Dofya
Breaks the storm clouds on their way.
Wallace wrunl lis lEn,cr's huglc
In the streets "f captive Airs
'hangcl the shout of English Registers
To Tie death shrek Of despair;
His war-cry like the roar of thunder:
His talchion like the lightning flame
When he siro,lc he Corsc of S,irland,
Veneer Of his country shame.
Bruce, Macdonald. Randolph, Douglas,
Names that cvcrnorc shall be
Dismal doom notes for the tyrant,
Glorious warcricS for The free;
Ednn"ckburn, n;,inc unrlyin~,
Hlaznr OH the page OF fame.
itoiyr""'i. thy maine is sacred
Toa loved Queens lovely smile,
Lighting, with Il summers glory,
Thy dim corridors awhile.
To the l,shci waves of Lochlcvan
on The night wind tells her tale;
Laughing. blu-!ling in palace
In prison dumb and pale
NJ, forgotten yet that autumn,
When the Slogans gathering cry,
Ran along the plains Of pcrlhslirc
Lcap tlic craggy rocks Of sky;
Went The hcrisiilan from his cattle;
Went The farmer from his plough;
Went the lover from his mistress;
Went the patriot to his VOW
Drew his broaisword from his scabbarl,
Sicrnly tried its tempered steel;
Joined the rcd-wlritc banner floating
Ger the blue waves Of Loeb Ehicl.
On, the heather Of Drummoisc
Wears bright and rudy stain,
As if drawing its fresh colOrs
From the high blood of the slain.
And the blow that struck the Stewart,
Struck Il chord in Sro!iisl, hearts,
That will vibrltc III sweet music,
Until Scotland's self departs.
Thousand themes come crowding round M
FROM the old romantic years
Noble deeds of Knightlv daring;
Woman's love and woman's tears
Vain TO try their long rccounting
Dear to memory all must be,
As the spot where first We heard them
At a loving mothers knee.
Scotland IS the land of beauty
Land of story, land of song;
Land Of heroes and of poets!
May she wear the title long;
Let his arm drop from his shoulder
Who would Ger refuse to raise
y sword TO guard her ancient freedom
a pen to chronicle her praise.
F'jcc El"nds.-Ths is a group of il
n'ls in the South Pacific. There is sale
be one hundred and fifty -four islands il
e group. The WcsleyaDs have had mi
ons there for years, and have brought