Bedford inquirer. [volume] (Bedford, Pa.) 1857-1884, 1861-09-27

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ELBRrDoE JEFFERSON CUTLER.
The drums nild rear awakes he land; the fife is
calling shrill;
Ten thousand starry bann ers laze ON town, and
bay, aud hill;
Our crowded streets are tLrobbing with the SOL
diers' measured tramp;
Among our bladed corntelds glaam fhe white tents
of the camp
The thundeys Of the rising war hush Labor's
drowsy hum,
Aud heavy to the ground the first dark drops of
battle come.
The souls of men fame up anew; the narrow heart
expands;
And woman brings her patient faith to narve her
eager hands.
Thank God 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 hy each held
his anxious breath,
Like who watts, IN helpless fear, some sorrow
great as death.
OH scarcely was there faith in God, nor any
trust in man.
While fast along the Southern sky the blightning
shadow ran.
II yelled the stars, one after one il hushsd the
patriots song,
And stole from men the sacred sense that parteth
right from wrong.
Then red ash. the lightning across the darkness
broke
And with a 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 and calls
her loyal men.
LO brightly DER the breaking day shines Free
dOm's holy star.
Peace cannot cure the sickly time. All hail, the
healer, War
That cali was heard By Plymouth Rock; twas
heard in Boston Bay;
Then up the piny streams Of Maine sped on its
ringing way.
New Hampshire's rocks, Vermont's green hills, it
kindled into fame;
Rhode Island felt her mighty soul bursting her
little frame:
The Empire City started up, her golden letters
rent,
And. meteor-like, across the North the fiery mes
sage sent;
Over the breezy prairie land, by bluff and lake it
ran,
TIL Kansas bent his arm, and laughed to ind him
self a man;
Then on, by cabin and by camp, by stony wastes
and sands,
1t rang exutant down the sea where the Golden
City stands.
And wheresoe'r the summons came, there rose an
angry din,
As when upon rocky coast stormy tide comes
ir,.
Straightwsy the fathers gathered voice, straight
way the sons arose,
With flushing cheek, as when the East with day IS
red current gl0ws
Hurrah the long Despair is past our fading
hopes renew,
Tho fog is lifting from the land, and 10, the an
ceut blue
We learn the secret of the deeds the sires have
led
To fire the youthful soldiers zeal, and tend his
green renowu.
Who lives for country, through bis arm feels all
her forces flow,
Tis to be bra for truth, as for the rose to
blow.
Oh Law, fair form of Liberty, Gods light is on
thy brow.
Oh! Liberty, thou soul Of Law, Gods very self
art thou:
One the clear rivers sparkling food that clothes
the bank with green;
And one the line of stubborn rock that holds the
wafer in
Friends, whom we cannot think apart, seeming
each others foe.
Twin flowers upon single stalk with equal grace
Oh fair ideas, we write your name across our
banners fold;
For yon 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 be-
hind,
As Thousand tender histories throng in upon 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 son;
God help thee do the valiant deeds Thy father
would have done.''
one held up to bearded man little child to kiss
and said, 81 shah not be alone, for thy dear love
and this"
Ahd one, a rosebud in her hand, leant at sol
dier's side;
"Thy country weds thee frat she said; s'bs |
thy second BRIDE
VI mothers, when, around your hearths 70 count
your cherished ones,
ana miss from the enchanted ring the flower of all
- your sons;
on wives, when DER the Graded child ye bend at
evenings fall,
A0d Voices which the heart can hear across tho
o. distance call;
20 maids, when, Ia the sleepless nights ys ope
The little case, s4
=, young face, 80 |
Not only pray the Lord Of Life, who measures
=, mortal breath, T
- os,ng the absent bach nDscathed out Of the IRE
Ph' pray with that divine conssnt which Gods
,, oss. favor draws,
'A' Whatsoever lives dies, he save HIS holy