The Carson daily appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1865-1870, 1868-07-07
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DELIVERED Br CHAs. D. CLARKE, JuIr 4rH, 1865.

Ds11vxlrD BY CHAs D. CLARKE, JUIr ARE, 1868.
From the crowded city, with its gilded domes,
From the little village, with its quiet homes,
From every hillside and from every dale,
! From every mountain and from every vale,
| From the dark pine forests of northern Maine,
From sunny Texas, with her grassy PLAIN,
| From Atlantic coast, from Pacific strand,
From everywhere, within this bread, bright land,
There comes to us to-day, like sweetest notes
Of heavenly music, as it softly floats,
The echoing songs of praise and JOY and mlrth
Of those who this day celebrate the birth
s0f Freedom.
By willing hands industriously swung,
The joyful bells in every steeple hung,
Filling the air with their meodious notes,
With iron tongue from out their brazen Threats.
In voices which unanimously swell,
Clamorously yet unsteady tell
Loudly, wildly proclaimiDg far and wide
With how much joy and patriotic pride
We gladly hail the coming of the Gay
WheE Freedom dawned upon America.
The loud -mouthed cannon which in days of yore
Beiched forth their thunder in deaf 'ning roar,
And breathed with sulphurous fire and smoke,
Defiance to those who W ,uld place the yoke,
Or by the sword would press the brand
Of British tyranny upon the land
Forgetting their terrible battle bray
They merrily welcome this sacred day,
And awake the echoes, which sleeping lay
Like truant school boy, who has hid away
The bells sweet music and the cannon's SOUND,
As they strike the hillside. in echoes bound
From cliff to cliff, and leap from peak to peak,
Till every rock has found a tongue to speak;
And they catch the notes as they lou lily swell
From the cannons mouth and the srazeu bell,
And answering back to the shouting ihrong
" itn an hundred voices that prolong
The glad tumutu : uni: they seem to say,
Even rock-ribbed mountains, grim and gray,
Rejoice the light of this proud day to see,
Which gave our SONS the boon of LIBERTY
From the dead past, while lifting hear
The pail from those pages that are dear
To every freeman, We with pride recall
Events which history has made known to all:
How hers. near hundred years ago.
Shouting defiance to a tyrant foe,
Bleeding from wrongs they hal too long endured,
Til sting for freedom thus to be secured,
Gr4sping the chain, with an unfinching hand,
Which firmly bound them to the mother land,
Midst war dread terrors and the battles smoke,
Patiently, bravely fought until they broke
Each hateful fetter.
How that poor, unpaid,
Cnfed band of Patriots, not afraid
To meet King Georges minions in the field,
Knowing that God their righteous cause would
shield.
At Lexington Conc I'D and Bunker Hill,
And many red battle field, which still
Is fresh within cur memory, with sw, I'd
And ball and bayouet drove back the horde
Of paid hirelngs, from across the wave,
Who wouE nanacle nation, aud enslaye
A race of freemen.
Long and well they fought,
And with their precious, priceless blood they
bought
For themselves eternal glory and renown;
And for their chiliren, to be handed down
To posterty, this glorious land
And this bright banner which trait rous hand
Or grasping tyrant king shall ever mar,
Nor pluck from its blue field one single star,
Nor from its shining ample fold shall tear
One single stripe that brightly blsZes there.
Yet. We, who love that honored 9, must tell,
With regret and shame, the truth We know so
well;
hat there are those. who born beneath its fold
Who should hareloved it as their sir Of old,
Seeking to sever our united land,
Like dread ASA. sins raised their bloody hand,
Tear NC THAI glorious banner from its mast,
They traied il in the dust. and boldly cast
Rebelions flag upon the trembling air;
And then. throughout the wide land. everywhere
! he trre and loyal soldiers of the North
Shou ldered their muskets and went marching
forth
A gallant army that no foe could daunt-
II, AIDED by Sherman, Sheridan and Grant;
Brtvely battling for the dear old flag,
Driv ng the hosts of Beauregard and Bragg,
yauluishing hordes Of traitors under Lee.
AMI marching from ATLANTA to the sea,
Cru he'd out Rebellion. and triumphantly
Vim icated the cause of Liberty.
And now the land by peace and plenty crowned. |
Is reunited and moro firmly bound
Together in a bond of brotherhood,
Cemen'ed by the patriotic blood
Of nameless heroes and the countless brave
Who fought and bled and died, that they might
Dur Country. And to-day that country stands
A home for the oppressed of other lands.
4 nd her proud flag, in every sea unfurled,
Claims the respect and homage of the world.