Tama County Republican. (Toledo, Tama County, Iowa) 1867-1872, 1869-03-25
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Z The Song OF the Printing Press.
By A. A. HOPKINS.

BY A. A. HOPKINS.
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| am silent Tonight IN The basement dim, Z,
Aud the hidows around me are vague and
H grim; 'tt.sa# a+s& 80
But INV nerves rssch out where the home
gr. ups are, tgd az @e
Where the home lights are Pickering near
and far, 7*E s.
And feel a glad thrill in my iron heart
for the gladnsss and cheer tina, there i'm
part, s-tfAsat Eer 4- ra
For although Ala only dumb machine
can speak with a wonderful power, l ween,
There are beautiful stories that can tell,
Aud that fall on the ear like a mage spe,l,
And whisper them sweetiy o one and al
So rweetiy that even the tear drops fall
10 the maiden who sas ia tbs cottage low.
To the lover who iongeth her heart to KNOW
TO the roet who dreams, aud the child who
waits .gts I@ .THqE -4 atr
For the Princess to open the fairy gates.
am King, AMI my subjects are scattered
Hide.
hut wherever they be they are heal and tried
other kings >fail, . Aud their kingdoms
wane, FE ~ wa
Forever and aye naust my own remain iaz
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And to tower ihio gh ages TO heights sub i'm {.
f" lile tl.sscsy ypf a,y subjects for aye sLa.
"V"a "a PREss. for eur King Is be' E. Aif !, .
i YEA Ia PREss' prophetic cry,
For il tells that tne glorious By-and>Rt
Shnli be nearer 70 each for the rule II ow H.
Aud thai all nxiud.a on SArilfs broad sones
shall the Gospel Of isi berry p ,aiSIy hear, g
And ihai dar4uess aad error shall dis. p,
pear .s.,,r,-s az
That the poor AMI lowwiy,, tie We weak and op>
~p-essed. EI8
Upliited shall BE- and supre'nely bles,t
Though I'm silent and lone in my base me u,
E7s dim. " sa5 as g@i ~ ~ II. ~ tt&
! am singing q swee'cr, erandes hymn
Thau was e er brea,hei iorin 0y n earthly
y q CHOIR, tf-t+
And il thrills like the thrill Of living fre
Aye, i, rings up The wales Aid nc ross the
plains, as@a Lana e&. hs
And II bears a bright hope on its sweet re-
frains, 9tsJ
Foe the beautiful theme Of my drilling song
Is iha; right shall be victor, al las, DER
h wrong @"e F&tr .&
There are tnonarchs who gu ke At the powr
And ~ho fear tha, the years Of their reign
are iold, hE-ts9 bsnsI8NI
Who would hamper me down as with iron
haInts
And would make me slave 10 their base
e#,i c0ainands. rtFa.
There are vices ,ha rhde from my sigh, away
AS they sLrink from your gaz in be glare o.
day; sk
There are follies tha, render people weak
nj That treuibie III fear "a; the woris SPEAK
There ase sorrows that ever unwept snail
sleep,
Till the story tell shall world make weep
There are crimes that forever. unknown sha.
Till arraignsd ls before ne they shall ''anl
And ,he E,s b est thought that a world shall
own, Ey sEt fs
Shall be only a: myths till make ,hem
and the good that is coming shall wait its
Az hfle laake for the nations grander time.
l have quicken Cd the pace of the waning
, ss years. 4s
And .ne tsr away future at las, appears
Tie fa. ,away future the ancients saw,
" hen tn. ear.h should smile under notlel
iaW,
When the hight that all over the earth shoNi
Should full of His glory who reigns
supreme.
When The iumult of battle and strife should
cem>e sTa 70 %&l3@
And. ihe march ofvears should be crow.ed
:. wiz peace! afsI Ysan,J -
o day after day At my labor sing
For know of the gtadness l. wldst. aiag
WIZ my fingers OF iron across the garth
u the sgaie Of DIS rich anGS the cottage
hear,6--
rAs%tset ,asrsfN lin q Of q whc1i~c, =
wi hbe ricoTf ~ Tar Tor lny gIts give;
And that uiaIieAs sof hearts, shasls Look, up
ana bless, ! ssv---s -
We'd. he fr,sest Of blessings the P1lSrlSc
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