Weekly Trinity journal., 1863-05-23
The Long Ago.

Oh wonderful stream is the river of Time,
As il runs through the realms of years
With faultlcss rhy tim and n musical rhyme,
And broader sweep and surge sublime,
That blends with the ocean of years.
How the winters are drifting like flakes Of snow.
And the Summers like buds between,
And the years in the shoaf-so they come and they 60
On the rivers breast, with its ebb and low
AS 1t gldes in the shadow and sheen
There's a magical isle up tho river of Time
Where the softcst airs are play ling;
There's aclo0dcss Sky and tropical cline
And song Us sweet as vcSper chime
And the Juncs with the roses are staying.
And the name of this isle is the Long Ago,
And we bury treasures tneTc
There are brows Of beauty and bosoms OF snow
There heaps Of dust-out we loved them so
There are trihkets aud trcsscs OF hair
There fragments of song that nobody sings,
And part of'an infants Prayer;
There's lutte unswePt, and harp without strings
There are broken vows and pieces of rings,
And the garments she used to wear.
There are hands that waved when tho fairy shore
Hy the mirage is lifted in air
And we som tim IS hear through the turbulent roar
Sweet voices we heard in the days gone before,
When the wind down the river is fair.
Oh remembered for aye be the blessed ISLE
All the day of liz, TN night
When tae evening comes with its beautiful smile,
And our eyes closing to smmbrr awhile,
May that greenwood" Of soul b6 in sight.
SOLDIERS OPINION or CorpERHEADs.--An
Irish soldier of the Fourteenth Massachusetts,
regiment, writing to friend in New York. from
the camp at Maryland flights on St. Patrick
Day, expresses his opinion of the "peaGc " men
and their schemes in very free style, thus:
" cannot imagine anything more mean and
dispicable than c0wNrdly, snraking, sniveling,
cringing, whining, soulless Copperhcad. Cop.
perhe0d has rs much patriotism as II lob ster, and
as much courage as n bullirog lie would sell
his grandmother into slavery, if he got good
price for her. and would give his children n cent
each to so to bed without their supper, and then
steal the cents from them when they got to sleep,
50 as to have them to operate with in the same
way the night following. Any person who keeps
himself at all posted on the news of the day
cannot help seeing that the South don't want
peace on any terms of compromise that the North
could oler. Their papers day after day. itcrate
and re iteratc this. They want separation, and
nothing more nor less. They have stnked their
all upon this, and are determined to fight it out
and ITO hope that the war will he conducted
on our part so that they Will get fighting TO their
hearts content. The rebel papers ridicule aud
abuse the Coppcrhead peace party OF the North;
ass rt that the South (whcn its independence is
recognizcd) will not even trade with Yankees
unless hard pushed, and not even then without
holding their noses! And yet these cringing
sycophants will get down on their marrow bones
" tuc III lSI'CIUtlC CnlNaIlN, ana lmplOrt tntln
to- accept of their peace offerings! Peace ON
Ulair ',lon ',a,.id-i> .,-,.F y'.--'-
be fought out on this continent aud now that
we have our sleeves rolled upand our loins girded
for the combat, what is the use Of trying to defer
it to some other dayY
This soldier writes warmly, but he evidently
feels what he says and, like other brave men in
the field cannot see the propriety of enduring a
fire in the rear from malignant reac tionsts while
a deadly foe is in the front lie closes bis letter
with the remark that he can hardly stop writing
when he gets on this subject