New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1871-06-11

Fair Francel that erst amidst the nations stood
Peerless in beauty-matchless in thy gracei
How art thou desolate in thy widowhood
How hast thou fallen from thy pride of place ~
Left in the track Of stern, relentless War;
Deep yawnlng burrows, plowed In the bright face
OF thy bright land. as late with dreadful jar,
Shaking the nations passed, like Fate, his pom
Over thy sons Wars Juggernaut hath rolled,
And left thee frenzed in thy grief and shame
where was the prestige OF thy past Unfold
The record, and we find glorious name
inscribed thereon in characters of fame
Thou, Europe's mistress once, before whose
Her nation. trembled-thy proud spirit tame
Seems grown at last The majesty of France,
HurPd TO the earth, lies low beneath the German
r lancet -ai.ils 300 -
And He, the wonder of our Modern Agel
Third OF EartRs comprehensive mighty King
Of BATTLES Monarch grand and Statesman SAGE
Where slept thy thunders where the clarion
ring
OF thy proud voice l-the power with which to
Thy foes unto destruction Thou alone
First OF Earth's warriors!-for thy France could
Victory from such defeat. when she Law prone
Heipless-her Empire lost-her Monarch, and her
Throue
Thou sleeping silent on the banks of Seine,
Amid the people thou hadst loved so we'll
Could but one hour of thee have come to rain
Upon her foes, confusion and to tell
The story OF o'ermastering Genius We'll
T9r her strong eonquerors that in the grave
The Arbiter OF Conquest sleeps! Their knell
Had else long since been rung. in time to rave
France and her sons from shame that whelms them
ike q wavel
And vet her fate she tempted destiny
Pioclaimed at last against her waywsrd child!
She Is her own destroyer:-Thus we see
lFoemen retiring) her madness wild
Turns gnashingy to rend herself!-Woes piled
ON woes for thee sad land!-and for thee ne'er
Worse at could Ia sirat EyiIa
From reason and from Judgment, thou must bear
Thy seifinfiieted pangs in anguish and despair!
Thou vert the slave of GIory-fatal word -
To which thou Ow'dst thy greatness as Decline
And at her bidding, thou the unsparing sword
Drew shoutingly and tow -rd the peaceful Rhine
Marched thy proud columns MAN may not COM
bine
Even numbers against Fate. TITS TINS we see
France crushed-the victim of herselfl-Coudgn
The punishment OF Heaven, that frowningly,
Thrust back the maddena hprdes of Self.Idolatry
nobler watchword, France, the German ongue
Pronounces unto Earth. before which thine
sinks into lnsignfcance!-LOud sung,
Win their Wild fervor, from their watch on
Rhine
God and our Fatherland! " That sound in line
Rallied their serried ranks, and still shall be
Their inspiration, holy and benign.
Glory and France" gaes. Intellectually,
Before thy rising star, United Germany!
And, in this strength, 'an'earnest nation stood.
TO conquer Freedom and noble name
hritlns ner history IN herewn hearts blood,
And washing out the record of her sham-i
And, with her freemea everywhere exclaim
God and our Fatherlandl" Thus Germans, We,
Utterug battle cry to stir the latne
OF patriot hearts, have left posterity
This Observation-Disclosures CALI Proud song of
Liberty
Yet fIom the wreck of thy Dead Past arise
With new hope, thou torn and b eediug lsndi
And from the inspiration of the skies
Renew thy strength-regaln thy self-command
True to thyself as to thy God, still stand
Hencsfnrward only where the Right shall he
Thy guidei Then Justice shall 90 hand in hand
With thy advance, and thus the world shall see
France rise, despite her fall, to nober destiny
J. W. DICKINSON