Delaware inquirer. (Wilmington, Del.) 1859-18??, 1861-09-28
POETRY
THE "a &: RISING OF THE PEOPLE.



Of battle come.
Arhe>so,ly OF mon flame up anew the Morrow
heart expands .,,,
And woman brings her patient faith to nerve
her eager hands,
Thank Godl we are not buried yet, though
long in trance we lay,
Thank God the fathers need not blush to own
their sons to-day.
OH sad and slow the weeks went byi each
held his anxious breath,
Like one who waits in helpless fear, some
sorrow great as death.
Oh! scarcely was there faith in God, nor any
trust in man, 49,,
While fast along the southern SKY tne "'B"t
ing shadow ran.
II veiled the stars, one after one it hushed the
patriots song, .-.,.,.
And stole from men the sacred sense that p"rteth
right from wrong.
Then a red flash, the lightning across the dark
ness broke,
And. with voice that shook the land, the
guns OF Sumter spoke;
Wake, sons of heroes, wake The age OF heroes
dawns again;
Truth takes IN hand her ancient sword, ana
calls her loyal men.
I,oi brightly DER the breaking day shines
Freedoms holy star. ,,
Peace cannot cure the sickly time All nan
the healer, War
That call was heard by Plymouth Rock 4 twas
heard in Boston Bay;
Then up the piny streams af Maine sped on its
ringing way. ,.n.
New Hampshircs rocks, Vermonts green nils,
it kindled into flame;
Rhode Island felt her mighty soul bursting her
little frame
The Empire City started up, her golden ietters
rent
And, meteor-likc, across the North the fiery
message sent;
Over the breezy prairie land, by bluff and lake
it ran,
Till Kansas bent his arm, and laughed to find
himself man;
Then on, by cabin and by camp, by stony
wastes and sands,
1t rang exultant down the sea where the Golden
City stands.
And wheresoe'r the summons came, there rose
an angry din,
No nhsn "tan rooty coast a stormy tide
comes in.
Straightway the fathers gathered voice, straight.
way the sons arose.
With flashing check, as when the East with
days red current glows.
iIurrah the long despair is past our fading
hopes renew;
The fog is lifting from the land, and 10, the
ancient blue
We learn the secret of the deeds the sircs have
handed down,
To fire the youthful soldiers zeal, and tend
his green renown.
Who lives for country, through his arm feels
all her forces flow,
'Tis easy to be brave for truth. as for the rose
to blow.
oh Low, fair form OF Liberty, Gods light is
on thy brow.
| Oh 4 Liberty thou soul of Law, Gods very self
art thou:
One the clear rivers sparkling flood and clothes
the bank with green
And one the line of stubborn rock that holds
the water in
| Friends, whom we cannot think apart, SEEM
ing each others foe;
Twin flowers upon single stalk with equal
grace that grow.
Oh fair ideas, we write your names across our
banners fold
For you the sluggard's brain is fire; for you,
the coward bold.
Oh daughter Of the bleeding past Oh hope
the prophets saw
God give us Law in Liberty, and Liberty in
Law
Full many heart is aching with mingled JOY
and pain.
For those who go so proudly forth, and may
not come again
And many heart is aching for those it leaves
behind,
As a thousand tender histories throng in up
on the mind.
The old men bless the young men and praise
their bearing high;
The women in the doorways stand to wave
them bravely by.
One threw her arms about her boy, and said
"Good bye, my SOM
God help thee do the valiant deeds thy fathe
would have DONE"
One held up to bearded man little child Il
kiss,
And said, /" | shall not be alone, for thy dea
love and this"
And one rosebud in her hand leant at I
soldiers side;
"Thy country weds thee first" she said /" b,
thy second BRIDE
oh mothers, when around your hearths, y
count your cherished ones,
| And miss from the enchanted ring the iowe
of all your sons
Oh wives. when DER the Graded child y
bend at evenings fall,
And voices which the heart can hear acros
the distance call
j Oh maids, when, in the sleepless nights y
b ope the little case,
7 And look till ye can look no more, upon tn
Q proud young face,
. Not only pray the Lord of Life, who measure
mortal breath
: To bring the absent back unscathed out of tn
fire of death
l. Oh pray with that divine content which God
I, best favor draws
n n That whosoeyer livesor dies, he saves his hol
cause!
t. So out of shop and farmhouse from shore an
=" inland glen,
Thick as the bees in clover time, are swarm
ing armed men;
Along the dusty roads in haste the eager co
umns come,
With flash OF sword and musket's CLEAN, Ii
le bugle and the drum.
ii Ho comrades, see the starry flag, hroad-wa,
ia ing at our head,
4, Ho comrades mark the tender light on III
.. dear emblems spread.
le Our fathers blood has hallocd it; it's part
y ! their renown;
N And palsied he the catiff hand would pluC
ne its glories down
Hurrah hurrah it is our home, where'er Il
- colors fly;
We win with thee the victory or in thy shade
die
.s .s Oh women, drive the rattling loom, al
gather In the hay: