The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1871-05-26
ROBERT EDWARD LEE.

ROBERT EDWARD LEE.
The following besutiful poem. composed By
'rolsssor Morgan Il. Looney, Of Fayetteville.
arkansas. inmedf.isly after the death ef 0ss.
sobsrt Z. Lee, is from Tie Sssshsrs CSsisziass s.
HosssT EDwAaD Lss.
out on the tremaleus Wire,
Afar the wings of the wind, "a
On mon stesds breathing with IRE.
On Steamships that leave earth bshiAd,
Away mainland and ocean.
To the fsrthcrnost eivilised shore,
iThe news has filed earth with emotion
The news that OR Lee is no more.
And now. soutbsrn yssth and sweet natdsns.
DO tWins me wreath Tor che brave;
Briag roses. brins hyacinshs lsdea
With perfume 70 garland bis grave.
And wbils your grief swslls like killows
o esus and tread softly with ne,
And lot % hang wrssshs en- ths willow
That droops Ger the dust Of euf Lee.
Ys States that 90 long have bssn vesesIsss
And crownIsss in national wos,
whils the tssr-drops sss gushing - ssisslssss
Adown Southern cheeks they now sew.
Come out from defeat and disaster.
Esch wreck meath the liberty tree.
Come, mourn for the loss Of the master,
And haIlow the gravs-stons Of Lee.
CpIIbs buJ nBmss AIaDsmnf
And sweet 10 thy fewer laden gale,
But bark from each winding ssvaanas
Come forth the low tones cf wall
The vail that no respite can borrow,
The difgs Of all joy and gjes,
While wrapt In the mantle Of sorrow
Thou msurnsst cur brave chieftsin Lss.
Arksnsss. thronsd on thy mountsihs
Afar mid the wilds Of ths Wssts
Thy giades and thy silvsry fountains
Stifl shado4 he faie4 nf ha hfeft
Though oppressors would fsin msf thy bsAsty
And tramp the searts Of the fSss,
Thy sons still true 70 their 7sty,
And hallow the name Of our Lss.
Urids, true was Try host, and
Their deeds are The theme Of the brave;
Bat shadows now rest on thy coast lsnd,
And gloom settles down on ths wave.
Beautiful bri;e Of the ocean,
Sweet queen Of the far-mossfng ssa,
We know that thy patriot devotien
Il true to the memory Of Lee.
The mothers Of Georgia are weeping
Their vail may be heard on the aif.
For many loved one lies slesping
Where Sherman brought death snd despair.
But deeper than all 10 the sadness
That broods from her hills TO the sea.
And bushed IL the last tone o! glsdness
Since Death waved bis sceptrs Ger Les.
Ksntacky. perpiexsd on tbs border,
How stands Thy account with the brAysS
Thy sons-wiil they spurn the new srdss,"
And gather with zt the gravel
Let the shade Of "0id Hickory" usmbsr
Thy rfHes that flashed for the fires,
Let partisan faction now slumbef,
And mourn for the great shieft.in. LIE.
Beautiful Louisiana,
Realm OF the cotton and eans,
Now soft on each verdant savanna,
stesls mournfuily onward the strain.
Each field and the dew spangled meadow.
Each fountain that rnlls 20 the ssa,
Grows sad in the sabwl Of the shadow
That looms in the death Of cur Les.
And Maryland, mother Of Howard,
OF Carroll, Of May, and Of Key,
Sweet land that ne'er nurtursd . coward,
Now what need we say unto thes7
While Potomac rolls on 10 the ocean,
And Chesapeake kisses the ses,
Oh. come with heartfelt emotion,
And meufn ut the grave Of CUT Lee.
Missouri, redeem thy ideal,
Come back to thy faith and thy lsve
And let the dark cloud Of the real
Thy soul from its lethasgy move.
Remember the days of thy glory.
Remember the brave and the free;
Let Shelby and Price tell the story,
And honor the great n.mo Of Les.
From the realm of the rich Mississippi,
Where the cotton was picked by the slave,
A requiem ascsndeth to Heaven,
Wruns ont from the hearts Of the brave.
In the wall Of hsr sad dssoiatior.
Now hushed 10 her joy and eleeI
While hers swels the grief of . nation
That mourns for the loss Of our Lea.
On the plains Of old Nerth Carolina,
The home Of faii many . brave,
While tyranny's fetters ceniins her
To doom worse than that Of > slave.
While her sons and daughters are weeping
That oppression should laugh o,er the frss,
The fall tide of woe Is now sweeping
All thoughts to the mem'ry Of Les-
On the rice fields Of South csroliaa,
Whs Airica's Gag 10 unfurisd,
Whers the jet OF . Phillis and Dinah
Now vic with the queens Of the werld.
stiil deeper gloom 10 now stealing
Prom Pickens clear down 70 the sea.
And depth in the deeps Of her feeling
ls s(lrred by the death Of our Les.
Come, Tsnnessee. join in oar numbsrs.
And help in our requiem strain;
The shade Of the hero that slumbsrs
Deserves now thy deepest refrain.
While grei is honored forever,
And virtue immortal must be,
Come stand by the beautiful river
Aud hang up . trophy To Leo.
The daughters of Texas are saddensd
While her sons feel the terrible blow;
kach nail tnat with JOY was once giaddene4s
Is draped in the cersments Of woe.
We CONS with the ehering Of sorrow,
And humbly We now bend the knee
We feel that our night hath no morrow,
she grave win not give up our Lee.
Virginia. proud "old Dominion"
"Queen Of tho cliff and the wave,s
Ne slime from the kiss Of . minioe
Has sullied the hue Of thy brave.
Bat still in the high court Of glory
Thy records the kind angels keep;
Aud the sod is still dew bright in story.
Where the ashes of Washington sleep"
Dlsst mother of heroes and ssges,
Whose fame shall but brighten with ysArs,
Whose names through loag line of sxss.
nation shall hailow with tears.
Thy Lee is now laid ON thy bosom,
Where Washington slusaber before,
Their dust shall but mingls to blossom
Till time and its sorrows are Ger.
But the portals of heaven are swiagiAgf
A spirit from Earth's 1t the deer
And choiss Of angels are singing
"Come rest now in bliss evsrmors."
And far on those upper heights laden
With flowers immortal and free,
Meath the sweet cleaning splendors Of Alden
Now WAsRINeroN wAxpERs WITH LEE
The Journal Of Chsmistry announces
that the human body contains phospho-
rus enough for 400 boxes Of matches, but
not quite sulphur enough for them.
Minister Washburn has sent to the
President a fragment Of shell which
uifhin ona er,snra of his ross