The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1869-07-15

FEST poEM.
As You Of yorc in Fathcrland
Have heard the German Singers call,
Receive the pressure Of our hand,
And hearty welcome to YOU all.
From near and far, then joyful come.
Your FCstal songs with ours combine.
Welcome thrice welcome. As ut home
On ylnc-clad hills or sunny Thine.
We meet not only To unite
Our voices In harmonious song;
We aim Ia struggle for the right.
As brethren. with brave hearts aud strong
We've longcd to greet this sacred band.
That we may raise, with strength combined
And wave In triumph o'cr the land
The noble banner OF the Mind.
o. German Jubilee Pro claim
Triumph to pure and lofty thought.
70 crush the low shall be our aim,
To hate the mean have we been taught.
Re-echO. Grove Of harmony!
There lives In us the holy trust,
What German Is shall noble be,
We seek the good we spurn the dust.
Up. Up! And soar with mighty wing.
Ic brothers all, act well your part.
The lofticSt song your voice can sing
j. base till good deeds move the heart.
The soul Of song Is power and might,
1t gives toll life, and sweetcns care,
To IL the eagle lends his flight.
AS borne aloft 1t clcavcs The air.
With serious word we offer YOU
Our greeting to this merry feast.
Welcome . Banners of varied hue.
Welcome each dearly honorcd, guest.
Our eyes with love and JOY beam bright.
Be greeted! Noble Srnscr-band!
Look on the past-nO happier sight
Can you behold in any land.
Our sacred trust we safely hold
Our German customs cling to yet;
Our love of art can ne'cr grow cold,
Nor we our German songs forget.
Who, at the name of Patherllnd
But feels touch, whcrc'cr he be,
As though an unexpected hand
His shoulder pressed drcmindingly
Already while YOUTHS early wears
BY tender watchful love are blcst,
A glorious ideal form appears,
A precious gift placed In his breast.
This Is Il star which guides his way,
This is his light, his life, his bliss,
This gives him strength from day to day.
His dream 10 make himself like this.
Not TO the home sod cling his feet,
Not to IL narrow circle bound,
The German spirit, strong and fleet,
Enligltening all the world Is found.
Champions Of thine to-day we stand,
Come at thy call, thy children see
Germania. Our native land
\ greeting from our souls to THEE
Thou magic land of Lorelei
Thou land of powerful song,
The solemn incense rises high,
Gifts on thy Altar throng,
Our lips, thou Land of all the Lands,
Quivcring pronounce thy name:
Who owns not proudly thy commands,
Let him have Scorn ana shame.
The Spirit Heroes sure repose,
Beauty and Freedoms home,
Thy sword defends us from our foes,
Thy Glory is our own.
\ sacred debt we owe to thee,
To be thy guardians true.
Hail him who claims thy son to be,
Scorn him who scorneth you.
With JOY we see thy banner wave
From proudly towering mast,
We see before thy sons so brave
Each barrier yield 1T last.
But slowly in the forest form
The oaks of liberty.
Full arched, in vain the raging storm
Essays to bend the tree.
What we from thee, o Fathcrland!
lave held In trust so long,
We strive, linked rs Il brother-band,
To celebrate in song.
Thus, though in Western World we meet,
Not lost to our old home.
All noble strivers here we greet,
Welcome. Welcome Welcome
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