Nashville union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1868-1875, 1871-08-18
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''The poet who first made the name o.
L1ngfellow famous should come from his
quiet student home and look upon THU
royal son of bennington before he returns
| to the Blue Grass region. Come noble
| bard and gszs upon your illustriOus name,
ke; put your arms around his glossy
| neck, look into his impressive eyes, and
then strike your Tyre and all the world will
stand entranced indeed. With such q
theme the Muse should soar to lofty flights
and sing with angelic power.-IHrt, ftetd
and Farm Of 14tb July.
WIND DRISKER! whose limbs have the power and
speed
OF the "SoDs Of the Desertn-of Kubleh's swirl
breed;
Pray what has become Of your poet,
VINO in lay and in lyric should give you your
need
OF poetical praises, should sing Of your deed
As a Donpariel racer, adopt as ms creed
Faith in "CIele John Harpr's" most wonderful
And to far foreign nations should show it?
HIS name you have sent anew over the main,
HIS tsms TO far Continents given again
IN noble and novel laudstion;
Now the TiUf cal upon him TO answer the strain,
70 pour forth your praises 0er valley and plain,
Til the song surges onward as sufges the rain
And its NEEDY floods both the heart and the
BRAIN
Has ne answered the hind invitation:
MOI Yet you deserve it. You surely can claim
A song from this singer, since no one can frame
HIS carolings sweeter and sharper
IN landing 8 warrior "winn'ng the game"
And besides, richest music should echo your
fame,
Because from land full OF music you came
b, cause from poet you've taken your name
Aud even your owners s-HARPER!
But, suppose you had choice Of the voices and
arms
That should circle your neck, and recount all
your charms,
Ard the eyes that should favor and face you,
Would you choose bras de fer, still to shield you
AId a masculine tone with It's 'rbasso alarms ;"
Or, Of Venus and Juno the exquisite forms,
Wh.ts arms, and sweet VOICES which ecstasy
warns,
To patter your praise ard embrace you?
Would you barter the splendor of womsn's bright
eyes,
either, black IS the midnight, or blue as the
For the critical gaze OF one poet?
Dear danes that adore you by thousand5 arise
Like stare in the armament; can you deSpise
Such homage OF beauty? II 80, surmlse
That with ruby lips curling IN Saucy surprise,
The beauties would all Like to know 1t.
We agree that your poets $50 splrituele,
Aud Desid IS, have deemed hun since first l could
spell
But say-wJuld yOa like his embraces ID well
(lf so. you're what boys call "regIlsr SELF
III SCI circling arms If = beautiful belle,
and the music Of ups tina: czresSingly tell
How she Il love you forever and eyer?'
As rival, they say, you're champion grim,
And yet, you're not vain Of your tirtless limb
Ell deception you keep on a scOrnin';"
You are 10 petit BtaifTs so tidy and trim,
Bat ''chucE full' Of vitality up to the Drim,
Overlooking with vigorous valor and "yim,"
With The sort Of dash thatli make yer bed
swim,
Ike the men Ct the land you were born in!
Yes! you're a EsHtuckial, gallant and true,
And have 'nOtlonH-(thJ' that's Iothins new
NJ sane per- on yer could dOubs it,
That the beautiful gitk CT the "Blue GrAss' you
view
As the fsirezt In form, ani the freshest in hue,
(The gent emen thiuk sO-they certainly do
AID don't mind confessiGg lt-"Seeing ITS yOV,
That TIE been there, and bnotc all about Il.
For that we must honor you, once aud again,
And, doing 50. Ier will count it rs vain
That We seek such pleasure as this Isl
This SINGING your praise in a rollicktng strain
With air, jewelled fingers entangling your
Your eyes living lightning TO answer again
Or, to give your broad forehead, 50 honest and
d ain,
What We can't give your poet. n. thre .tening
vain! 70
For perhaps he doat rant 'ea,)--our kisses?
All? Jolly old hero, we love youl An reste,
Wen carol your victories South, Eat and West
Aud yOl, like the CAliphs or Cadis
Whom sunny eyed hours attend mid the blest,
Forever swaiting each kingIy benest,
With garland ana bal ner, and Wet rvs CREST
ShsI. bs PENCE OF oar pOten'ates- -gTandes. and
best
Still the PET, and the Pride Of the Ladies!
forest HOME, July, 1871
The foregoing, from the TUT, Field and
Farm, is by TENNESSEE lovellest poetess,
Mrs. i. Virginia French, and will be read
with delight not only by every Tenres-
seean, but by every admirer of the blood
horse everywhere EDS. UNION AND
ANrrRInAN