Delaware Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1843-1874, 1873-10-16
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BY JOHN y. MILLER, A. N.
.uu,.asv we move mid festive scenes,
Mid Joy and happy smiles;
Wbilst Beau,y's laughter loving eye
The feet-wing'd hour begailes,
r. is no place for sadness here,
No place for Caro- or Woe;
still mid our mirto let's cast one thought
4. To four score years ago. a+N
This velvet sod, pom which We tread,
:. Was dfench'd with Freemen's blood,
r Yon placid stream, with breast % caims
Roild once a crimson food;
These grass clad hills-those silent rocks
y : That meadow stretched below
Oh! could they speak,. what tales would tell
OF four score years ago.
Beyont Won hills was heard sound,
A measured, tramping sound;
As slowly march'd the British host, 80
with blood stained victories crown'd,
And soon appeared the bristling steel
or scarlet coated foe,
All glittering in that morning sun,
OF four score years ago.
Upon the brow Of yonder hill,
Drawn out in dread array;
Knyphausen's band of hirelings stood,
Who murdered men for pay.
They fought for gold. Tween Right and
49,. Wrong, ..r.s
They little cared to know,
Who drunk with wine, rushd on to death,
just four score years ago.
Upon this mound few stout hearts
Look d forth across yon plain;
Aud here above his comrades heads,
High tower'd mad Anthony Wayne.
Tho No rmar H.ro.evpl hla hand.
Aud proud he felt to know,
In every breast a Heros heart,
Just four-score years ago.
And there are some would rend these States,
This elerions Union break;
Would madly burst it's life-bought ties.
And wild confusion make:
Degenerate sons Of such brave sres
Your fiend like course forego
Think on the blood that saald those bonds,
just -four score years ago.
Now death ike silence broods Ger EARTH
Gloom shrouds each Patriots breast,
Yon waters cease their music voice,
Aud birds too leave their nest,
But Que dark Raven scars aloft,
lll-omen'd bird ofwoe,
And trembling Freedom breathes prayer
IT'S four score years ago.
ooh, God of Battles, shield the Right,
Hold in thy hands ouI lives;
We fight for Country, Home, our All,
Our Children and our Wives;
Be with us in this struggle, God,
Thy favor to us show
Such PRAYER like incense rose TO Heaven,
Just four-score years ago.
Then cannons fash'd their lurid glare,
Aud thunder'd DER the plain;
The curling smoke wreath'd round the form
Of tall mad Anthony Wayne.
Then from yon hills swift balls return'd,
And plough'd the plain below,
The sulphurous cl Juds obscur'd that sun
Offour score years ago.
Then down those hills in fury rush'd
The Tyrant's gold paid slaves,
And quick drew up in dread array
Beside yon streamlet's waves.
Then spoke Columbia's rife forth,
For Freedom struck the blow,
And many a Hessian bit the dust,
Just four-score years ago.
Then carnage rag'd, and cannon roar'd,
Mid muskcts rafting sound;
Heroic hearts defended we'll
That wet and bloody ground,
The soaring Raven darted down,
Amidst the smoke below;
He scented quick tina battle dead,
OF four-score years ago.
In a quiet glen not far from here
On that eventful day,
A noble and majestic form
Bow'd humbly down TO pray.
sOhl Heaven spare this mangled land
Oh cease this blood to flow
Thus Washington communal with God,
Just four-score wears ago.
And there came one, with golden bride,
To buy this noble heart;
Who thought Viceroy's crown could make
Let's ne'er forget that God-like act
Of four-scorc years ago.
Immortal soul who breath d that prayer,
Who spurn'd that royal crown,
Thou, Father of this happy land,
Thou Patriot soul look down,
We swear with life to e'er defend
Thy land from every foe,
And curse the man who'd take that bribs
Of four-score years ago.
Still round the Ford is heard the din,
The din of battle strife,
Each Patriot arms death dealing stroke,
Cuts down a foeman's life;
The God Of War triumphant rode
Der Freedoms friend and foe,
And direful was the carnage there.
Just fnur-score years ago.
Mid binding smoke they leap the banb,
And plunge deep in the stream;
-NOW manu- W manu. anu VI fslSL " ulcdSLy
One writing mass they seem.
Bright flashing steel aud musket stock
Crashd down with stunning blow;
Despair and fury nerv'd each arm,
Offour-scorc years ago.
Mid shrieks and groaus aud wild hurrahs,
Mid gurgling means of death,
With desperate grasp, down, down they so,
Quick tramping heels beneath;
For Freedom, strike y the Patriot cried
For George, our King, the foe
And death-struck fell in close embrace,
Just four-seore years ago.
Onl Brandywine's bright crystal tide
A purple torrent rolled
And far and wide $ crimson breast
The bard fought struggle told.
It's said that W ilmiugtun bche!d
Its red and muddy flow,
And learn'd bloody battle here.
Just four-scorc years age.
The foe give way--2cross the bridge
Or human bodies piled,
ColumDia's Teemen press the charge
With shouts OF triumph wild.
They flee, they flee, the field is yours,
Your fury now forego;
Come back and breathe We valiant hearts,
Offour-scure years ago
Resplendent sun. thou saws. That field,
That stream Of purple gore;
oh tell US OF those dying ones,
How many wounds they bore
What fervent PRAYERS for children and wires
Were breah'd in anguish low
What smiles oftriumph curl'd those lips
offour-score Yeas ago
Oh this is holy, hal'owed giound
To every Freeman dear;
Here Fatheis, Husbands Comrades loss
Was wert with many tear.
Here many a sons 1elov'd form
In icy death lay low,
Here many maidens pcs were crushed
Just foursCore years ago.
oh, Liberty thou Goddess bright,
Thou blessing on this land,
Thou cherishcr OF manly deeds,
Long stretch DER Us thy hand
In tby bpiul,t ,.f,.,.