Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1862-04-17
peers CORNER,
From the Atlantic for March. ~
OF THE GOOD SHIP UNION,

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From the atlantic for March ~,
VOYAGE OF THE GOOD SHIP UNION
sx OLIVER wExpELL HOLMES.
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'Tis midnight; through my tronbled dream
Loud wsiis and tempest cry;
Before the gale, with tattered sail,
A ship goes plunging BY.
What nsmef Where boundf-the rocks srounC
Repeat the loud hsfIoo: ~ az
The good ship Union, Southwark bound: p
God help her and her crew. ss5 s-isT
And is the old flag flying still
That Ger your fathers flew,
With bands Of white and rosy Light,
And field of starry bluef - -
Gy! look aloft! it's folds full Oft
Have brsyed the roaring blast, -. 9i-
And still shall fly when from the sky
This black tyPhsea is past.
Speak, pilot of the storm tost bark, hi
May thy peril sharef
o Iandsmen, these are fearful seas
The brave alone may dare!
Nay, ruler of the rebel deep,
What matters wind on wave? r
The rocks that wreck your reeling deck
Win leave me naught to save!
o landsman, art thou false or true7
What sign has thou TO shoW7
The crimson stains from loyal veins ssl
That hold my heart-blood's fowl
Enoughl what more shall honor claima
know the sacred sign: g5r
Above thy head eur Gag shall spread, s
Our ocean path be thineT gis e-F4iG
The bark sails on; the Pilgrims Cape
Lies low along her lee, o. r.;
Whose headIand crooks its anchor fukes,
To look the shore and sea, IA
Nor treason herel il cost too dear
To win this barren realmi
And true and free the hands must be
That hold the wbalr's helmI
Still on! Manhattan's narrowing bay
No rebel cruiser sears;
Her waters feel no pirates keel
That haunts the fallen stars
But watch the light on yonder hight
Az, pilot have care:
Some lingering crowd in mist may shroud
The capes Of Delaware
Say, pilot, what this fort may be.
Whose sentinels look down
From n1oated walls that show the sea
Their deep embrazures' frovni
The rebel host claims all the coast,
But these are friends, we know,
Whose foot prints spoil the "saered SOIL"
And this is-Fort Monroe!
The breakers roar-how bares the shore7
The traitorous wreckers' hands
Have quenehed the blaze that poured its ray,
Along the Hatteras sands.
Hal say not sos / see its glowl
Again the shoals display as .
The beacon light that shines by night,
1he Union Stars by day! ~ a
The good ship flies 10 milder skies,
The wave more gently flows,
The softening breeze watts o'er the seas
The breath of Beaufort's rose.
What fold is this the sweet winds kiss,
Fair striped and many starred,
Whose shadow pals the orphaned walls,
The twins of Beauregarda
What heard you not Port Royals doom?
How the black war ships came
And turned the Beaufort roses bloom
To redder wreaths of fame7
How from rebellion's broken reed
We saw his emblem fall,
As soon his cursed poison weed
Shall drop from Sumpter's WALTZ
On! On Pulaski's iron hail
Falls harmless on Tybeel
Her topsails feel the freshening gale,
She strikes the open sea,
She rounds the point. she threads the keys
That guard the land of Flowers,
And rides at last where firm and fast
Her own Gibralter towers,
The good ship Unions voyage is Ger,
At anchor safe she swings,
And loud and clear with cheer on cheer
Herjoyous welcome rings:
HurTah hurrah il shakes the wave,
1t thunders on the shore ri
One flag, one land, one heart, one hand,
One nation, evermore!