Holmes County Republican. [volume] (Millersburg, Holmes Co., O. [Ohio]) 1870-1895, 1871-02-16
For the Holmes Co. Republican.
GONE DOWN IN THE CAMBRIA.
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While Britain's power and unicorn,
Do crush the green before tits blown?
| While British chain do creak and clank
O'er hill and dale and sunlit bank;
To Ireland's crags hath bondage lent,
Her children sent TO banishment.
The crested foam with broken sheen,
Flows DER the coast of Mistraline.
Those twinkling stars-those lamps of night
Refuse to show their pearly light, ....-
While clouds of blackness thick and dire,
Hume the seas with flashing fire. -- 10
Which bursting forth at once consumes,
And quick its secret way resumes.
And then in turn the thunders roar,
/ Reverberate along the shore; ~
While murky darkness seems to stand,
\ peer to that of Egypt's land.
| For forms whose hearts in terror beat,
The wave shall be the winding-sheet,
| Ere mornings light to man hath come,
| Or new born day be welcomed home.
| And he whose heart hath known no God,
Remembers now the path he's trod.
He now entreats the Savior's blood,
To save his soul from storm and food.
The surging seas wax fercer yet,
They rear their foam until 'tis met,
By flashing fire which blinds the eye, q
And tells to man that he must die
The sea supports palace bark,
A regal ship-of man the mark
Of riches, wealth, and power great
Which trembling courts her fearful fate,
Of wondrous length and breadth of beam,
With hull compact and tarred seam,
Certopped by masts-as forest times
Which oft supports the creeping vines,
And guard-like stands in sylvan dells,
Of barren cliff the sentinels. r--Es 81.
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The sailor breads the treach'rous coast,
Which binds the shamrock green,
The bravest fears with deadly fear,
The crags of Mistraline.
But they by skill or might cannot
The breakers wild avoid. o.
The CAMBRIA strikes" and fills at once
All vain their strength employed.
The broken masts, the fearful crew,
The trembling with the fear,
The sobbing breasts, the bowling storm,
The yelling of the tear;
The lightnings flash-the thunders roar
The breakers horrid play
The captains voice-the hoarse reply
The tossing of the spray H"l"
These all are here-and grim King Death,
Who leaves alive but one,
To tell the tale, of mournful gale,
AT mornings rising sun.
When storm is o'er the broken spars
Shall float upon the shore.
The mariner shall see in dreams, --
The CAMBRIA sink once more:
Shall hear the cry, and see her sink,
And catch the gurgling moan;
'Tis then that he shall wake to wish
Each throe had been his own. -r
The lover soon to meet his bride,
Shall watch for coming ship; ...
The maiden's heart shall cling to hope, '.
Tho pale shall grow her lip
The faithful wife shall launch her song.
At evening, on the wave; ...
But Observation-Disclosures shall chant.
Her requiem DER his grave. $50
Thestalwart man, with broken heart,
Shall weep his soul in tears
The chant of death shall Oft be heard.
Anew in after years. ..
The little child, with sobbing breast.
huei itS wall,
To cry to those who bout it stand.
20! when shall come the sail ,r..
Which mother bears, DER bounding wave
Across the briny deep?
They dread to tell her fearful fate,
They turn away to weep,
They hide the tearwith broken sigh,
Lest it perchance may see,
And ask again its mothers form.
Which resteth on the lea
OF Mistraline; ill-fated coast. ....
With father, lover, maid,
Who sleep beneath the wave in which
The mermaid's oft have played.
When twinkling stars shine bright above.
The poet then shall sing
Of woman's praise and woman's love,
Until the heavens ring.
But let him then attune his Tyre,
Another song to raise,
To beauty still more radiant far,
And chant the mermaid's praise.
As sitting on their barks of pearl,
They elf-like speed along,
And while they sport they sweetly sing,
Their pure and happy song.
The mermaid is happy, and echoes her laughte,
With joy in the chambers and caverns below
The choicest ambrosia, breezes they wait her
With Araby's spices, the billows they flow.
100 pure for the earth, yet untitled for Heaven
Deep under the wave, oh! so happy be.
'Tis written by fate, that if am forgiven,
L must cherish the stranger, whose restin,
with me.
Tho the flowers of earth may blossom an,
flourish,
Yet we have the flowers far purer than they
Tho the beauty of earth may wither and per
ish,
Ours ever the beauty, as roses of Nav,
As tempests above us, may flercely be ringing
Yet quiet and happy, our kingdom below,
we see mid the shadows, the sailor-boy cling
ing,
And lisping "Oh, mother!'' as his spirit dotl
go. .....l.
we know o. the mines. of wonderful treasure
So wealthy that Cresus would glory to see,
\ ct those riches to us have not half of the,plea
sure,
As rendered to those who were drowned il
the sea.
We've chamber prepared, o. the lovelies
amber,
Where the lover doth rest with his chosen fo
life.
When the monsters appear we forbid them T.
Chamber,
And bid them begone with their sporting an
strife.
We've also couch in the purest of water,
Where free from all care is the infantin
home,
While near them we're keeping the son an
daughter,
Nor distant the father, who with them ma,
come.
Low, soft is the spot of thy sojourning mother
The beauteous flowers around thee dot
bloom,
Unharmed by the deed, or the tQuch of another
The light of the sea doth illumine thy tomb.
Oh, happy are we, on each day when receiving
The bodies ofthose who were drowned in tn
sea,
But happier far as when often believing
When freedoms been purchased our spirit
are free.
They braved the foam, defied the spray.
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