Dallas herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1849-1873, 1860-05-09

lsputting up an impious sign,
To make believers know IL.
and that I" modest YOUTH are one
One (if you please) God-buster
And (please you) fire this signal-gun
For theologic muster.
My Blessed Jesus is renown (;
And so, without excuses,
take the Prince Of Idols down,
To crafty my muses..
1t happens my religious muse
"l Is too irreverential -
And so must mind her Ps and Qs,
And be less consequential.
Let Fashion wag her wishrul tail 4;
Ican't afford to feed her;
Nor shall my client rot in jail,
To please the "gcn'ral reader"
cross the Christian Rubicon
With calm deliberation,
That something special may be done
For special Revelation.
Ye bards who work for yellow dirt,
Inspired by costly heeces,
If l should tear my flannel shirt,
You're welcome to the pieces
And ye who pilot bards to Fame
Ye literary runners:
My baggage bears proper name
More proper than its owners:
If you will take it safely there,
Or let the owner take it
Review my poetry" and swear
Nobody else could makeit;
Or leave it kindly in suspense
Until the :" world " has read it,
And con fight in self-defense
On literary credit
III mind my business, like man
Whose business is offcious,)
And brain, not with lady's fan,
Some other huns more vicious.
I'm authorized to loosen Truth
From chains of Superstition a''' 81
And who, except fearless youth,
Would cOyet my commission
My warrant opens Heaven and He'll
At once to my inspection,
While Reason stands prepared to quell
Almighty insurrectiOn.
"Truth crushed to earth shall rise again.
And promenade on tiptoe,
While He'll becomes, for dying men,
A safer port to ship to;
For on those sulphureted plains
I'll battle Faith, the dragon,
And bring him Oft in fow'ry chains
On my poetic wagon.
A throne well fortified by song,
Of course, can never totter;
But shall urge the " blood-washed throng"
To try on soap and water;
And put new song in its mouth
An anthem not peculiar
To Jew or Gentile-North or South
A common hallelujah.
Yes, Bigot, take me for q fool,
Without much overreaching
practiced, when a boy at school,
The foolishness of preaching :"
But "early piety" has fed,
And left me, high and dry, sir,
In Natural Religions bed, ...........
Where foolish men grow wiser.
To snifle o'er split milk is vain,
Or sin to snifie over:
Perhaps the lamb for sinners slain -
Had cropt forbidden clover. o.
Pm not 20 blame because he died,
Although I'm fond Of mutton
For, knowing it were crucifed,
Who'd eat it, but glutton
Oh, why should disbelief be crime,
Or common sense be treason? -
Why should men die the second time
For being prone to reason?
Great Prosecutor Cease to fret
Yourself about the pippin:
I'll pay my part of Natures debt
Without your endless whipping
But not for other peoples deeds
With endless death I'll srappe,
Admitting Adam ate the seeds
OF the forbidden apple.
Please don't exact it with rod
In Texas, " faith " don't do we'll:
Works." PAY--and so by works we plod,
But can't find He'll in fuel.
Not on this quarter of the globe
Shall you make man your yassal:
Treat Texans as you treated Job,
And they will storm your castle.
Again: You're deeply in my debt
once tried hard to please ye;
You made my boyish reason sweat,
Provoking me to tease ye.
Another cause for my design -...
OF vengeance must be given
You turned some relatives of mine
Abruptly out of Heaven. r. -
Thou victim of my pious rage
Shalt have no cause to grumble:
At Tom Paine's square-holds I'll engage,
Or take you rough-and-tumble;
Or, challenging, in point Of time,
Thee-Prince of all Creators
Win make, in fire days, " worlds" " Of rhyme,
Out Of chaotic letters
And then not claim day Of rest
Because my muse is weary, f
Nor have occasion to molest
Another Virgin Mary,
RHysoxyrFn.