The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1862-01-02

Our crowded streets arc thrnhhing with the sol
diers measured tramp
The thunders Of the rising war hush Libors drow
sy hum,
And heavy 10 the ground the hrs, dark drops Of
The souls of men flame up anew the narrow
heart expands;
And woman brings her pateut faith to nerve her
eager hands,
Thank God We are not buried yct, though long in
trance we lay.
Thank God the fathers need not blush toown their
sous to-day.
Oh ead aud slow the weeks went by each held
his anxious breath,
Like one who waits, iu helpless fear, soms sorrow
great as death.
oh scarcely was there faith in God, nor any trust
IN man,
While fast along tho southern shy the blghting
shadow ran.
Il yelled the stars, one after one It huShcd the
patriots sspg
And stole from msn the sacred sonse that portoth
right and wrong.
Then a rcd lash, the lightning across the darkness
broke,
Wake, sons Of heroes, wake The age of heroes
dawns again
Truth takes in hand her ancient swccd, and calls
her loyal mon.
Lo brightly DER tho breaking day shines Free
doms holy star.
Peacs cannot cure the aiekly tm,. All bail, the
healer, Warl
That call was heard hy Plymouth rick twas
heard in Boston BAY
Then up the piny streams Of Maine sped on its
ringing way.
New Hamps6irc's rocks, vcrmouts green hills. 1t
kin1led into fame;
Rhode Island folt her mighty soul bursting within
her little frame
The Empire City started up her golden fottcrs rent
And, meteor-like across tho North the nery mes.
over the breezy prairie Anis, by bluff ana lsko ii
ran,
Till Kansas bent his arm, and laughed to find him.
self man
Then on by cabin and by camp, by stony waste,
and sands,
II ran cxultant down the sea where the Golden City
stands
Aud whereso'er the summons c4ena, thcro rosc au
angry din,
As when upon a rocky coast a stormy lido comes in
Slraightway the fathers gathered voice, straight
way the sens arose.
With flushing check, when the East with days
red current glows.
Hurrah9 the long despair is past our fading hopes
renew
The fog is lifting from the land, and 10, tho ancient
blue
wo learn the secrets of tho deeds the sres hav,
handed down..
green reuown.
Who live Cor country, through bis arm feels all her
forces flow.
IT'S easy to be brave for TRUTH as for the tc
blow.
Oh Law fair form of Liberty, Gods light is on
thy brow.
Oh Liberty, thou soul Of Law, Gods very self ar
thou.
One the clear rivers sparkling food that clnthe;
the bank with green
And one the line of stubborn rock that holds the
water in
Friends, whom we cannot think apart, seeming
each Others foe;
Twin flowers upon single stalk with equal grnc'
that grow,
Oh fair ideas, we write your names across oul
For you the sluggard's brain iE fire; for you tht
coward bold.
Oh daughter OF the bleeding Past Oh hope tn,
prophets saw!
God gave us Law in Liberty, and Liberty in Law !!
Full many heart is aching with mingled joy an,
pain,
For those who 60 so proudly forth and may no
come again
And many heart is aching for those II leaves be
hind,
AS thousand tender histories throng In upon tn,
mind
The old men bless the young men, and praise Their
bearing high;
The women in the doorways stand to wave then
Drnrely by.
One threw her arms about her boy and said " Goot
God help thee do the valiant deeds thy father woult
have done"
One held up a bearded man little child to kiss,
And said shall not 0e alone, for Thy dear love
And one, rosebud in her hand, leant at n soldier
side;
"Thy country weds thee first" she said, abe
thy second bride"
oh mothers when, around your hcarths, We coun
your cherished ones,
And miss from the enchanted ring the flower Of all
your sons;
Oh wives, when DER the cradled child yc bend a
evenings fall,
And voices which the heart can hear across TN
distance call;
Oh maids, when in the slcepless nights We opc tn
little case
And look till ye can look no more upon the pruut
young face,
Not only pray the Lord of Life, who measures NOR
tai breath,
To bring the absent back unscathed ont Of the flr,
of death;
Oh pray with that divine conten, which God,
best favor draws,
That whosoever lives or dies, he save his hol,
cause
Scout Of shop and farm house, from shore and in
land glen,
Thick as the bees in clover time, are swarmnl
armed men;
Along the dusty roads in haste the eager column
come,
With flash Of sword and musket's gleam, the bugl
and the drum
Ho comrades, see the starry flag, broad waving
at our head
Hol comrades, mark the tender light on the dea
emblems spread.
Our fathers blood has halowed il; lis part Of thei
renown;
And palsied be the catiG hand would pluck It's glor
les down
Hurrah hurrah it is our home, wheleer thy col
ors fly
We win with thee the victory, or in thy shade,
die
Oh women, drive the rattling loom, and gather /
the hay;
For all the youth, worth, love and truth are mar
shalled for the fray
Southward the hosts are hurrying with banner
wide unfurled
From where the stately Hudson floats the wealth ,
half the world
From where, amid his clustered isles Lake Huron
waters gleam;
From where the Mississippi pours an unpollute
stream;
From where Kentuekys fields of corn bend in T.,
southern air,
From broad Ohio ssluscious vines from Jersey
orchards fair;
From where, between his fertile slopes Nebraska
river run;
From Pennsylvania iron hills FROM woody Or,
gOn;
And Massachusetts, led the van, as in the days
yore,
And gave her reddest blood to cleanse the stones
Baltimore.
Oh +.t'hers, sisters, daughters, spare the iears
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