Daily national Republican. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1862-1866, 1863-01-27

" And England sent her men, OF men the chief,
Toplant the Tree Of Life-to plant fair Freedoms
tree
5. Kindred associations throughout tho world
Long may they flourish and scatter over this
and other climcS, the songs and sentiments Of
Burns.
Song by Mr.. VIM. Todd.
8. Our nation and adopted countrios-Msy
they ever be united by mutual interests and
kindred fellowship.
Song by Mr.. Harry Todd-"Scots' wha hao."
Mr.. Todd appeared In complete Highland
costume, Of a very costly and handsome de-
scrlptlon.
I. The POGO of Great Britain and ireland,
Cnshrlned in tho past by Shakespeare, Burns,
and Moore-May their followers be ever found In
the vanguard Of liberty, Christianity, and pro-
Recitation, by Prof Mcleod, Of ITO Rose,
brought from very near Alloway Kirk, Ayrd-
shire, by Fitz Green Halleck.
=. Tho army and navy.
Forty second Now York volunteers, In a few
neat and appropriate remarks.
8. The Press-A mighty weapon either for
veal or WOO.
Responded to by Mr.. o. X. Harris of tho
St0r3
He said no had Just heard a gentleman re-
mark that "Tho Press is mighter than the
this old adage might, at one time, have held
good, under the present restrictions Of the War
Department and Provost Guard, he must con-
fcss he couldn't see It,"
Aftor paying a handsome tribute TO "Burns,"
he said II the press of to-day would only be as
frank, fearless and sincere as was that great
poet, in his writings, the country would, no
doubt, be greatly benefited, but as the demands
of the people must be accoded to, journal to
be successful was compelled to pander TO the
popular feeling, though II might often doc so
against its own inclinatlons. Let the people
coiAe forth and support only those journals who
upheld truth, justice, and liberty, against false
hood, tyranny and oppression, and the tone Of
the press generally would soon be elevated.
10. The Lasses-
Woman's soft heart may trembling sink,
Like gently dewey flower,
But her lofty soul knows not to shrink,
In dangers deadliest hour.
Song by Mr.. vaudever.
IL. Pot y-g ns Of thought, in tho garden
of fancy; u beautiful blending Of the real and
the ldoali adjoining the broad fields of lltera-
ture, and influencing the social and moral world.
Mr.. ]. W. Clampitt responded In the follow
ing beautiful and inspiring words!
M. President and Gentlemen Of Hie Burns Club /!
II is with great pleasure that rise to respond
TO the call you have Just made, and to thank
If there is period in the life Of man around
which clusters the dearest memories of associa-
lions, II is an hour and an occasion nike the
present, when, with warm hearts and brotherly
love, with kindly feelings and mutual regard,
we meet around the festive board, to celebrate
with song and speech, the birth OF a bard, when
touching melodies sink deep In our hearts; aud
though far removed from the scenes of his
childhood, and the cot in which he was born,
yet causgto rise up before the eye of Scotia's
son, the evOr,loved and cherished hOmo-scenes
which he built upon the banks of the AYR, and
In the wild glens beneath the hill-propt skies of
Scotland. Poetry Is the theme OF the toast. In
all ages, and in every cline where poetry has
been cultivated, Its influence and power has
been known and appreciated. If we leave for
a while the stirring scenes and busy walks of
the modern world, and In Imagination go back
TO the carly days of antiquity, we observe at
once the influence of poetry upon that age.
Many of their works have escaped the wreck of
time, and exhumed from the clolsters of old,
have come down TO us In all their purity and
perspcuty, aud the student OF the present day,
and of generations yet unborn, will dwell with
delight upon their pages, which deli to the
character of proud and mighty people, whose
greatness Is still Swallowed forth In the moul-
dering piles OF architectural grandeur, which
clearly demonstrate the splcndor of their TEN
pies aud their cities.
of the poet, though broathed forth In the sweet
strains Of rhyme and metro, the effort of heroic
elOquence, that which can alone produce the
clements OF great social and political power.
He then assumes tho form aud position of an
intellectual chloftain who rises at moments Of
great conjuncture, when personal, social, or
political rights are In peril; when the princl-
pies upon which arc founded great political in
situations are involved wilh the short-sighted
policies Of individual passion; when profound
darkness gathers over a nations greatness and
tho political sea once sOOthed by tho sweet spirit
of the angel of peace Is moved by the wand
OF the demon of wrath, as storms of political
passion arise and disrupt tho great bonds Of a
nations unity, and scatter to the four winds
those great principles upon which all Its
strength Is founded. II Is, then, at this mo-
ment, the mighty effort which produces the
mental achievement which belongs to the heroic
ago of cloquonce alone. He pursues lofty
line Of GXertion. He has mankind and the
millions of posterity for his audience. He APP
peals TO the sentiments of the human mind; he
speaks to universal sympathies; he Is the rep
rcsentation Of the rights and privileges Of the
whole human race. He addresses himself to
those principles which are immutablo, amid
all the changes Of political policy. Thus the
poet unfettcrs his genius and writes for futu-
rity and mankind.
lie appeals to impulses and passions common
sources of their universal affections by the
force of his genius, and builds on them the
fabric of his enduring reputation. How proud
and how veneratod n the career Of the true
poet. OFT time nations heart boats responsive
to his throbs, and a nations tears pour forth at
the touching melodies that spring from his
warm and generous bosom. Like one who
stands in some vast cathedral, and lists to the
grand strains of music that swell along It's
aisles, so We stand and list enTaptured at the
poets native air or national anthem, as II
swClls along the bosom of one generation, des-
tined to echo down tho corridors of time
Where Is AlbiOn's son, whose heart does not
warm mp as he hears the stirring air Of " God
Save tue Queenl" where Scotla's son, who
docs not feel deep emotion as he listens to the
sweet melodies Of his own native bards where
Is tho FrenChman who does not give vent TO
his feelings In all the enthusiasm of his nature
as the strains Of the Marseilles" fall upon
biz. ear and where Is Columbla's son, whether
he be upon his own native hearth or in the
teemlng millions Of the Old WOrld-he who
has in the past enjoyed the freedom Of our in
stitutions-he who recognizes In true faith the
Interchangeable principles Of the Constitution
and the laws-whose heart has not leaped with
Ioy, whose blood has not burned with honest
pride, as he listened TO the soulstirring strains
Of tho " star-spangled Banner !" They arc
nations anthems; they belong TO the whole
people, ever welcome in the palace Of the rich
and In the humble cot Of the peasant, and the
bards who gave them birth arc honored alike
in the praises Of tho rich and tho strains Of the
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