New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1869-07-02

A finer spirit in the blood sh"Ii 8 "a,
Tho token of the lines wherein VIC NV
1rrselasb force unconscious noDieneSS
IT, =, tbo shocks Of fortune stands unshaKe"'7
T,o honss that in their very being bless
pbe asprations that to deeds AWAKEN
O. if superior virtue ye allow
To ma he sure ID still is vital IN YOU
Tbot trust like ours shall ever lit the brow,
IA strcnotb like ours shall steel the slne"i
We arc the blossoms which the storm mas cast
From the Spring promise OF our feeoo," 1--WE
Pruning its overgrowths, that So at las''
It's later fruit more bOuntiful shall be'
Content. If. when the balm Of Time assuageS
TIo broncb,s hurt. some fragrance Of our lives
In all the land survives, 49,,
AID A, makes their memory sweet through still eD
panding ages"
Thus qrandly they we mourn themselves console
And as their spirits conquer and control ms,
We hear from some high realm that hes beyond.
The bero-voices Of the Past respond
From every State that reached broader right
Through fiery gates Of battlej from the shock
OF old invasons on the Peoples rock;
From tribes batstood IN Kings and Priests despits
From graves, forgotten in the Syrian sand,
Or nameless barrows of the Northern strand
Or corQes of the Alps and Pyrenees,
Wherever Man for Mans sake died,-wherever
Death STAYED the march Of upward-climbing feet
Leaving their Present incomplete,
Rpt through far Futures crowning their endeaYor,-
Their ghostly voices 70 Our ears are sent
AS when the high note Of trumpet wrngs
lEolian answers from the strings
OF many q mute uniingered instrument
Platasan cymbals thrill for US to day.
The horns of Sempach in our echoes play,
And nearer yet, and sharper, and more stern.
The slogan rings that startled Bannockburn;
Till from the field, made green with kindred deed.
The shields are FLASHED in exultation
Above the dauntless Nation,
That for a Continent has fought its Rmnymedel
VIII.
Yes for a Continent The heart that beats
With such rich blood Of sacrifice u
Shall from the Tropics, drowsed with languid heats.
To the blue ramparts of the Northern ice
Make felt its pulses all this young world overt
Shall thrill, and shake and sway
Each land that bourgeons in the western Day
Whatever flag may Goat, whatever shield may 0'''''
With fuller manhood every WIND Is rlie'
In every soil are sown the seeds of yalor'
since ont of death came forth such boundless me-
such ruddy beauty out Of anguished pall0r'
And that war-wasted arm
Put forth to lift a sister-land from HARM
Ere the last blood uron the blade was dr'ed:
Shall sfU I've stretched. to shelter and to guide
BEYOND her borders, answering the need
With counsel and with deed.
Along the Eastern and the Western waye,-
Still strong to smite still beautiful to sayel
Thus, in her seat secure,
Where now no distant mcnaces can reach her,
At last in undivided freedom pure,
She sits. the unwilling worlds unconscious teachorf
And. day by day. beneath serener skies,
The mistaken pillars Of her palace RISE
The Dorc shafts that lightly upward press,
And hide in grace their giant massiyeness.
What though the sword has hewn each corner-stona
And precious blood cements the deep foundation
Never by other force have empires grown
From other basis never rose nation
For strength is born of struggle, faith Of doubt.
OF discord law and freedom of oppression:
We hail from Pisgah, with exultns shout
The Promised Land below us, bright with sun,
And deem its pastures won,
Ere toll and blood have earned us their poSsessionl
Zach aspiration Of our human earth
Becomes an act through keenest paugs Of birthi
Each force, TO bless must cease to be q dream.
And conquer life through agony supreme;
Each Unborn right must outwardly be tested
BY stern material weapons, ere il stand
In the enduring fabric of the land.
Secured for those who yielded it, and those who
wTestcd!
This they have done for US who slumber here.-
Awake, alive though now SO dumbly sleepingI
Spreading the board. but tasting not its cheer.
Sowing but never Teaping;-
Building. but never sitting in the shade
OF the strong mansion they have madc;-
Speaking their word Of life with mighty tongue,
But hearing not the echo, mion-yoiced
OF brothers who rejoiced,
From all our riyer-yaes aud mountains flungi
So take them. Heroes of the songful Pastl
Open your ranks, let every shining troop
It's phantom banners droop.
To hail Earth's nobest martyrs, and her last.
Take them o Fatherand
Who. dying. conquered in thy name;
And. with grateful hand,
Inscribe their deed who took away thy blame
Give for their grnndest all, thine insufficient hmei
Take them. O God onr Brave,
The glad fulhllers OF Thy dread decree:
Who grasped the sword for Peace and smote to save
And, dying here for Freedom. died for Theol
BAYARD TAYLOR