Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1860-06-02
ODE TO WASHINGTON.

And bring bright chhplet thy Drows 10 entwlnc,
Where the Palm and the Laurel harmonious combnei
We crown thee of Nnlor, the worthiest son,
Who for our loved land such trophies hast wopJ
As shall live in our hearts in all future days,
Guerdon Of Glory-and q tfibhtc of praise;
When Tyrnts cnsaved the fair land Of our birth,
And the ro1 of Oppression had crushed us to earth;
When LcXingon's plains the red stream had drunk
As the blood of her sons IN her bosom had sunk;
When Bunkers green nights, which the storm cloHd
ocrcast.
Sent forth with its lightnngs, the war trumps VIA
blast,
And gathered her sons to the murderous fray,
a. gather the Eagles when bent on their preyi
When the Legions of Britain in deadly array,
In their nrmor-clad might, spread fear and dismay,
Threatening ruin and death, Us with hurricane force
They moved on-oerwheming al things in their
course,
Thy accents were heard through the tumut and strife,
Inspiring each breast with new vigor and life;
Thy hand waved the banner of Freedom on high,
Aud called on her Champions to conquer or diet
To defend with their might, their loved counys cause
Their countrys pure altars her firesides aud laws.
But the sor-cloud Of with its horrors has past
And the rumps shrll voice no more rings ON the
blasti
Sweet peace has returned with the blessings she brings
And her soft locks and spreads her bright wings
OYER dcsolate fields ms she moves; in her trnin
Luxurant plenty comes laughing again
And wide in the wake MS she sails on her way
The Arts and Fair Science their trophies display.
Then hail blessed Chcltan, since by thy right hand
These blessings have frightened this Heaven favored
land;
We bow to thy sceptre and swear in our hearts,
To observe the high lessons thy wisdom mparts;
To regard it forever the highest applause,
To be Champion of Freedom, of Lberty's cause
To have hearts all uudaunted and firmly prepared
Our Country, and mankinds, best charter to guard;
To nbiure every sectional dscord and strife
And hold firm to the Union to the last verge of lie
MIDDLE.
We come from land where the breeze from the main,
Fans DER the broad fields rich with ripenng grain;
Where commerce wide spreads her white sails to the
breeze
As she watts her rich stores DER her internal seas:
Where Hudson's blue tide bears down to the main,
The fruits of her labors, her treasures Of ,gran'
There blue lakes repose on the breast of her wales,
And the seamgod sweeps by on the track OF her rails
There Religion pure streams, that Gods image reflect
Flow freely to dH-every nation and sect;
And there equal rights with growing arts combine
To weave bright wreath around the Public shrine.
And why beloved Chief, recount the bitter tolls
Through which nation groancl to reap fair Free
doms spols.
Why recall the cruel wrongs that every Patriot bore,
Or revive the wrting pangs thy feeling bosom tore,
When the Legions of Britain in triumph and might,
Lured the Red mans fell aid to their dark deeds of
night;
As wyoming's fires cleaned madly and red,
Ger the of Carnage, that her iair plains DER
spread.
Enough that kind Heaven has ensured to the brave,
That the banner of Freedom SO proudly doth wave
O'er land where all nations and every CLINE
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Should the surges of Discord relentlessly rise,
Till their mountain high ercsts strike the answering
skies;
MAY sweet memories of thee and thy counsels of yorc,
Like Oil on the waters tn cumness restore;
And thus shall our empire DER land and DER sea
Bear our banner forever-a badge OF the free.
SOUTHERN.
Behold loyal band
We dNyell where the lipht winged zeDhyr
Bearing sweet perfumes from Orange groves,
In our own bright land.
The howery Earth
Sends forth her thousand starry eyes
TO meet the Sun God in the genial skies
That gave them birth.
Gay joyous birds
With their gorgeous rainbow hnes there
And the antlvred Wild deer to their haunts repair
In gladsome herds.
Brdhy and bee
And al glad things that love the sun
And the sweets from chaliced Bowerets won
Lip glad and free
The busy hum
OF musical insects on their gtcrng wings
GancLg in thousand mazy rings
Comes floating on.
Proud Praries lie
White with the cotton's dOwny stores
And Proud Magnolia and the tall pine
ganst the sky.
In olden time.
The Red mans cone-like dwelling stood
Where slept the ancient solitude
Darkly Sublime.
But 10! again
Through the silence of those gloomy bounds
The stroke of the woodman's axe resounds
From hill to glen.
And quick arise
The stately dome-religon's sacred fame
The genial Arts-pure laws and justice reign
Rough labor's prize.
Along her streams
Young commerce floating to the opening main
Scatters the seeds of Plenty in her train
With golden dreams.
But list the cry!
Grim wars shrill trump with vengeance rife
The opprcssor's rod hath walked TO strife
To win or die.
In her wild track
The PROSTATE fanes-and smoking ruins lie
Calling aloud to the avcnging sky
To give her treasures back.
And where arc they?
Whose blood hath fertilized the soil
Redeemed by sacrifice md toll
From Tyrant sway.
One gallant son
Rests meath Savannah's grateful cline,
Within the sculptured marble shrine
His valor won
And one is laid
By stranger hands meath Kershaws sunny skies
Reaping the mead of generous sacrifice
For freedom made.
But who portray
Where sleep the ashes of that multitude
| That freely shed their hearts best blood
| In that dire fray.
But we forbear.
The oppressor from his throne is hurled
And peace hath her sunt wings unlurled
10 the balmy air.
And let them fear
The home-born Tyrants of these later DAYS
| Lest their deeds again the standard raise
Of Righteous war.
And repentant feel
As they gaze on thy bengnant brow,
| That cen thy spirit guardeth now
COlnmba's veal.
WESTERN.
We come, no boast of deeds to make,
For those who bled for Freedoms sake;
No storled ruins sepuchred crest
Tells where a Hero's ashes rest;
No hostile legon's foot trod
In deadly might our Virgin sod
The avenging cry ne'er rose to Heaven
As bleeding hearts by wrongs were riven;
Remembrance here ne'er fondly strays
Ger classic streams of by gone days;
When genius radiant lit the scene.
| Where noble thoughts and deeds have been;
| But rich in her own loveliness
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