The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1870-09-09

the stirring words of
THE AIARSEILLAIsE HYMN.
Ye sons of Freedom wake to glory!
HarlI! hark! what myTiads bid you rise !
Your children, wives and grandsireS hOary,
Behold their tears and hear their cries
Shall hateful tyTantS mischief breeding,
With hlreIingS hosts, a rufhan band,
Alright and desolate the land,
While peace and liberty lie bleeding?
To arms; to arms ye brave! -
TIL avenging sword unsheathe!
March on! march on !!
All hearts resolved on Victory or death!
Now! now the dangerous storm is rolling,
Which treacherOus Kings cOnfederateS
The dogs of war, let loose, are howIingI
And 10 our walls and cities blaze!
And shall we baSeIy view the ruin,
While lawleSs force, with guilty stride,
Spread desOlate far and wide,
With crimes and blood his hand embracing ?
To arms! to arms ye brave!
Th' avenging sword unsheathe
March on march on !
All hearts resolved on victory or death!
With luxury ard pride surrounded,
The vile, insatiate deSpOts dare,
Their thirst of gold and power unbOunded5
To mete and yend the air!
Like beaSte of bu den would they load US
Like gods, would bid their slaves adore!
But man is man, and who is more?
Then, shall they longer lash and gOad us {?
To arms to arms ye brave!
Tn aVenging sword unSheathe! !
March on march on!
o, Liberty! can man resign thee!
Once having felt thy generous fiame6
Can dungeon bolts and bars cOnfine thee,
Or whips thy noble spirit tame
Too long the world has wept, bewaiiling
That FalsehoOd's dagger tyrants WELD!
But Freedom is our Sword and Shield!
To arms to arms ye brave!
Tn aYenging sword unsheathe! .s-
March on march on!
All hearts resolved on Victory or death!
We follow with the Prussfan National An
them and 1T must be confessed there is a
terrible force in some of the thoughts of the
poem, and the phraseOlOgy in which they
are expressed:
THE PRUssIAN NATIONAL ANTHEM.
" Ich Bin in Elm Preusse!"-(Tm a Prussian.) }
am a Prussian! see my colors cleaning
The black-white standard floats before me
free
For Freedoms rights, my fathers heart
8 Such, mark We, mean the black and white
to me
Shall !, then, proyea ooward9 I'n e'erbe to
Though day be duh, though sun shine
am a Prussian3,wilI a Prussian be!
Before the throne with love and faith I'm
Whence mildly good, I hear a parents
With fiIial heart, obedient ear I'm lending;
The father trusts-the son defends the
throne!
Afection's ties are stronger-Iive, my
country lOngeri
The Kings high call o'erfows my
breast so free
am a Prussian-w a Prussian be-
Not every day hath sunny light of giOr---
\ cloud, a shower, sometimes dulls the lea,
Let none believe my face can tell the story
That every wish unfrightful l., to me.
How many, far and nearer, would think eX-
change much dearer?
Their freedoms naught-hOw then
compared with me?
am a PruSSian-will PTuSsian be!
And if the angry elements Exploding
The lightning's flash, the Thunder'S louder
roar
Hath not the world of witness such fore
No Prussian's courage can be tested more,
Should rock and oak be riven, to error I'm
not driven
Be storm and din, let flashes gleam so
free,
am a Prussian---wIll a Prussian be!
Where love and faith so round the monarch
cluster:
Where Prince and people so clasp firm
their hands;
lis there alone true happiness can muster,
Thus showing clear how firm the nation 5
bands
Again confirm the fealty the honest, no
bic fealty!
Be strong the bond strike hands, dear
hearts, with me!
Is not this Prussia? Let US PruS-
slams be!