The Nevada Democrat. [volume] (Nevada, Calif.) 1854-1863, 1860-07-25
SONG OF THE BRAVE NAN,
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lFRoM TIE GERMAN or BuRGRR.T
OF the Brave Man, high sounds the praise,
As organ tone or peahng bell;
Whom gold repays not, song repays;
High courage, song repays II well
Thank God, sing so can raise
proud song to the brave mans praise.
A thaw-wind came from the southern see,
And moist through Italy Il blew;
As fore the wolf the scared herds Gee,
So the wild clouds before It newi
It drench'd the fields, the frost uniock'd,
And the swol'n streams with freed ice block'd.
The mountain SHOWS thaw'd suddenly;
Down were a thousand foods impelpd;
The meadow vale became a sea,
And the great river swelPd and swell'd;
High rolpd It's waves along their course
Huge blocks Of ice with mighty force.
The river, spann'd from side 10 side
A bridge, well built Of freestone good,
On pillars and strong arches wide;
And on II small dollhouse stood,
Where dwelt, with wife and child, q man
Fly. Tollman, quickly, while you cant"
The threat ming ruin DER them hung,
And storm and waves howl'd round about;
Up to the roof the Tollman sprung,
And wildly through the rock look'd out.
"Mereiful Heaven o pity thou
Lost are We l-who can save us now J."
On roIrd the ice foods furious course,
Now here, new there, from shore to shore,
And from both shores, with rushing force,
The pillars and the arches tore
The active man, with wife and child,
Than stream or wind cried yet more Wild.
On rolled the ice-dood shock nm shock,
'Gainst both ends of the bridge II dash'd,
And pillar after pillar shook
One moment shook, and then down crnsh'd.
Against the middle strikes II now
Aerciful Heaven pity thou
High on the farther shore there stands
A crowd of people, great and small,
And each one cries and wrings his hands,
And yet no succor brings at all
The while the Tollman wildly made,
Through stream and wind, demand for aid,
Song Of the Brave, when soundeat thou
Like organ tone and pealing bellY
Go to $50 name him, name him now
Sweet song, his name when wilt thou tollf
The food strikes 'gainst the middle now
Oh brave man, brave man, where art thouf
Quick gallop'd then unto the strand
An Earl-on proud horse rode he;
What held that good Earl in his hand1
A purse MS full as 1t could be:
1.-TWO hundred pistoles," spoke he clear,
"For him who saves the three, are herel"
And now, the Earl, is he the bravef
Say on, my noble song, say on
BY the high God. the Earl was brayei
And yet knew drawer one.
Brave man brave man, let's look on thee
For ruin now comes frightiully
And higher. higher rose the swell,
And louder, louder howled the storm,
Yet lower still mems courage fell.
o Savior, Savior quickly Gomez
For gone is every pillars stay,
And next the mid-arch must give way
"IIollo hollo Up, boldly dare 10
High held the Earl that purse Of worth,
And all men heard, yet all forbear--
Out Of the the thousands none stepped forth
Vainly, through stream and wind, yet made
The Tollman his lorn cry for aid
See, see simple countryman
With walking staff in hand comes now;
Coarse was the garment he had on,
Yet noble was his form and brow:
He heard the Earl, he took his word
And the poor Tollman's cry he heard.
Then boldly, in Gods namo, he sprang
Into the nearest fishing boat
Spite whirlwind Storm and tempest -olang,
Safely the light bark kept aAoat--
Yet woe | the boat was all too small
From death, at once, to rescue all !
And three times, spite Of tempests rack,
The small boat food and whirlpool braved,
And three times happily came back
Anu InuB tnoy nli were nODly saved
Yet scarce the last safe port had won,
When. crash the latest arch came down.
Who Is the brave man-who IL hef
Say on, my noble song, say on
He risk'd his life most generously;
Yet for reward was II not done;
Since had the Earl his pistoles spared,
Perchance, his life he had not dared.
"Here," said the Earl. Tiny valiant friend,
IL thy reward-'tis thne--c0me forth /"
Say now, could aught that act amendS--
So brave his was a heart Of worth
Yet beat for a far nobler part
Beneath his cloak, that PEASANTS heart.
my life" said he, "may not be sold;
want not though my wealth be small
To the poor Tollman give thy gold,
Who In the food has lost his ALL"
Thus, with kind voice did he say,
Then turn'd his steps, and went his way.
OF the brave man high sounds the praise.
AS organ.tone or pealing bell
Whom gold repays not song ropaye;
High courage, song repays II well
Thank God, sing SO can raise
Immortal songs, brave inen to praisei