New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1872-05-31

that perhaps the souls of those who have
been slain In the cause of liberty might be
here now cOmmuning with our hearts
on this day. l believe the spirits of the
dead are with US now, and the hour is sol
emn to me.
ALL NATIONS.
j. D. Rouse, representing the American
Union Club-We have come here to pav our
annual tribute to the memories of the dead
without regard to color or nationality, and
If | understand it Alright, to sink all cOnside-
rations OF that kind come they from any,
be he whoever he may. The objects for
which we are united to-day are to pay re-
speet to all. When Abraham Lincoln
called the people, the country rushed to
arms-the German as well as the French
man.
A voice-How about the Irishman?
Mr.. ROuse-I say, God bless him. | was
coming to him last, and know his services
and bravery. / had some twenty men in
my company, and never know of braver
men.
Music-GOd Save the Queen.
The following poem, read, is the contribu-
ton of Mr.. Louis A. Bell.
Our HonOred Dead.
BY LOUIS A. BELL.
True life springs forth with manly ardor keen.
hlLl answer Df0QDG 70 uuDy s sudden call.
Serene and hrm-Tesolved, with lucent sheen,
To win the mastery, or fighting faH.
Such types were they whose graves to-day we
With vernal springs fair offerings, fresh and
Which; though they die, shall wake again and
OF the fond, faithful slain the emblerns meet.
Led by the patriots care, it's own reward
The path ofperil TO pursue, they trod
Alone the wine-press. Fearless grasped the sword
Nor asked protection save Of valOrs God.
But in perplexity, when passion ragged,
When hate and sordid lust breathed fires from
When treason fierce and bitter conflict waged,
And stern hearts quiversd in its torturing spell
These welcomed glad tn auspicious natal day;
These saw the crown await them from afar;
These proudly came and armed them for the fray;
4hese Wiling untrled hands drew victry's car.
Naught to them all heeting base allurements
Visions of joy suOdusd the thrOes Of pain.
Bright dreams, whose fun and sure procurement
Attest the truth that man ne'er dies in vain.
With revrent step we tread this sacred earth
Where heroes in unbroken quiet sleep.
We can not estimate Alright their WORTH
Ihough here we contemplate and sadly weep.
For who can number dAathless deeds Of f4sneg
Who tell the price Offreed0m's regal boon
VINO sing the LAVISH love whose modest aim.
Though myrtle-crOwned, brought panpered
death too soOul
Dost ask what stately monument we rear
TO tell the future their NEST hallOEed names y
What chiseled pile with beauty crowned severe?
What chosen shrines burn holy incense-dames?
They need no pillared dOme-tO fame allied
Their names are craven deep in heshly linesl
W Where'er they, as they fought, sleep side by side
nation saved kneels at deyOhOn's shrInes
What lOftier memorials can we raise
Than natures vast, sublimest forms
What records better speak their praise
Than those uninhuenced by the wrath Of storms,
When golden sunlight gilds the eastern slzv.
Sweet oTisons 90 forth for their repOse,
And anthems lofty strains, which only die
When vesper bells announce the days calm close.
o fOw'rs on wings Of choicest perfume bear
The grateful incense which we fOndly bring
The nations dead, its treasures and its care
More highly priced than jewels OF a king.
Tell them how in our heart ofhearts VIC keep
The memry of their brilliant daring deeds:
That youth, and age, and beauty come to weep,
keeountlng all their virtues and their needs.
D tell them that we sanctify the cause
For which they faithful fought, and gTandly fell;
That now the altered customs, purer laws"
The full fruition of their struggles tell.
Bid them be near in trials gloomy haze,
When souls are fain and vile temptation strong.
Bid them protect US from cOrruptiOn's blaze,
From vain ambition, selashless and wrong.
80 shall we keep the dear-bought prizs they won.
So shall COlumba's standard be uDreared
And every hope fulfilled, each duty done,
No craven, plotting, parrieide be feared.