Knoxville weekly chronicle. [volume] (Knoxville, Tenn.) 1870-1875, 1871-12-27
CARRIERS, CHRISTMAS GREETING
TO TIE .#.
Patrons and Friends OF the Knoxville
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The message of Savior's love; .....
When Israel's shepherds heard the song,
And saw the glittorng angel throng, q
Whose heaventuned voices, hymning high,
Enhanced the ear with melody,
Which came with musc's loftiest swell
To hail thy birth, Emmanuel
For this awoke the ecstatic hymn, Hfa
From glowing lips of seraphim;
Meier flowed before, mortal car,
Such sounds as now the shepherds hear
Nor ever shall such sounds again
Break on the rapturcd ear of man,
Till, rising to his native sky,
He puts ON immortality.
For this. too, famed that herald star,
Guiding from Eastern lands affair,
The enquiring sages weary feet
Until in Davids ancient seat
Graded within Il hangers bound,
The long sought Savior-babe Is found.
He might have come in regal pomp
With pealing of Archangel trump
y startling blast as loud and dread
As that which shall awake the dead
His lghtnings might have scared the night,
Streaming insutlerable light;
His thundcrs deepening peal on peal,
Have made the earth firm center reel
tie might have came that holy One,
With millions round his awful throne;
Countless rs are the sands that lie
On burning plains of Araby;
Filling the Universe with fear,
As the Respondent train drew near.
But an! not thus thou lowly One
Was thy career on earth begun,
No thunder's roar nor earthquake shock,
Shiycged the everlasting rock;
No sounds of terror filed the ear,
No sight to chill the blood was there
But music, such rs angels hear
And words to trembling sinners dear.
On wings of love thou cam Il 10 save,
To pluck pale terror from the grave.
And with thine own outpouring blood,
TO save us from the wrath Of God.
Then let Us on thy natal day.
Put noise and discord far away:
And let the warm affections tow ~.
Toward God on high, toward man below;
And while we lift our hearts above,
Sing, in glad chorus, Con Is LOVE.
Twelve months ago, while pealing chimes,
Announced the merry Christmas times
Appeared how swiftly time seems tecting) .
The CHRoNICLE's first Christmas greeting;
Since then through Spring advancing flowers
Through golden summer sunny hours,
Through Autumn's brown and whitening glory
Till grim old Winter, chill and boary,
Appears again in robes of whiteness.
To quench the Summers Yerdant brightness,
By day and night, in sun and shower,
Through many long and weary hour,
We've gladly tOiled to strive to show you,
We know the gratitude We owe you, ...
For all the kindness that you We shown us
Kind friends, from the first houryou' We knownu'
We We told of things beyond the ocean, i-4
Where still has grown the fell c0mmotion
Which shook old Europe thrones with dread
And piled fair Frances fields with dead, veg
And left on many CORY plain,
Brave warriors from the storicd Seine,
Beside the forms of those who fell,
Far from the Rhine they loved so well,
Down to to-day when England stands,
With teaT-wet eyes and folded hands,
Dreading the death damp on his face,
The eldest Of her PTincely race,
While Russia gazes o er tho waters,
To see Columbia lovely daughters,
Lavish their Establishments SO fair
Around the new-comC Russian Bear,
And Gotham all the world out-doirg,
IN honors to the royal Bruin.
We told you too, of matters nearer
Z a every patriot heart still dearor
/ low the beautiful city beside the sea,
On the isle of old Manhattan,
y longer has suffered the yulture hordcs,
Un the blood of her sons to bstten
II, NV one thief lies in Ludlow street jail, ..t
And the others their booty are hiding,
Al her outraged people for their misdeeds,
\ re tit reward providing,
An, the ballot-box, cleansed, stands forth in it
bright and beautiful token.
How right has triumphed % or guile and gold
An d the Fraud-Kngs wand is broken
Oh q lady and oft of the day Of reform,
Sha III the genius of Liberty sing;
WheI Justices terrible sword cleft in twain,
The gold of the Tammany Ring. -.-t
We've told of how across our plains,
FroI ocean unto ocean,
The ire VI horse has still rushed or.
With fiery, restless motion,
Bearing the silks of France looms
The 81 eel of English FORCES.
With fir, grant leaves from fair Catgay
Throul IN deep Serra's gOrgcs,
We've So 1T from east to western sea
Yer thi broad land of ours.
And where, beyond the Atlantic wave
Old Abb on proudly towers,
Our white winged messengers TO tell,
THAT bef mteous homes there be-
Alaid our ales and mountains high,
In fair Ea st Tennessee.
Peaq. bles.es all our bright broad land,
From sunrise rock, TO sunset sand
In crowded IN arts or distant fields.
Labor its rich reward still yields .
While TO the et Tth's remotest bound
NYhere,sr the clTciing sun goes round
Tn 0 flag our patriot fathers gave,
The Tag cur bro others died 10 save
Floa Is free 10 guard with potent charm
Colu m,bia.s every son from harm
aud m Nd far Asia's lonely plains
DER oi, ra9Gs Europe fair domains,
Where'e = Gslumbias sons are found
The wapu 'SrtLs Sheik or Emperor crowned
With reve .e6s2 sees those colOrs wave
Nor dsreS nc "a ighty wrath to brave
OF that treat rez I'm beyond the sea,
. Where Rings Ie not and man is free.
And still be.ide the helm of State,
Patient The peop les will 70 wait
Sits the oreat lead SF whom we knew
First Wien the bo. vs. of battle flew,
And dark despair ssmed gathering near
10 crush the cause w. held 50 dear.
So slow Of speech b. u strong of hand
80 wise TO counsel or Dinmahd,
80 calm to plan, yet sN III 70 act