The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1876-02-10
Boston.
BY RALPH WALDO EMERSON.

The rocky nook with hill-tops three
Looked eastward from the farms,
And twice each day the flowing sea
Took Boston it It's arms;
The men of yore were stout and poor,
And sailed for bread to every shore.
And where they went on trade intent
They did what treemen can,
Their daunte>s ways did all men praise,
The merchant was man.
The world was made for honest trade
70 plant and eat be none afraid.
The waves that rocked them on the deep
To them their secret told;
Said The winds that sung the lads to sleep,
Like us, be free and boldi'
The honest waves refuse to slaves
The empire of the ocean caves.
Old Europe groanS with palaces.
Has lords enough. and more -
We plant and build by foamng seas
y city of the poor;
For day by day could Boston Bay
Their honest labor overpay.
The noble craftsman we promote,
Dis0wn the knave and fool
Each honest man shall have his vote,
Each child shall have his school.
For what avail the pillow or sail.
Or land, or life, if freedom fail:
We grant no duketloms to the few,
we huld Ike rights ana Snali,-
Equal on sunday in the pew,
ON Monday in the mall
The wild rose and the barbery thorn
Hung out their Summer pride
Where now on heated pavements worn
The feet Of millions stride.
Fair rose the planted Mills behind
The good town on the bay;
And where the western hi Is declined
The prairie stretched away
What rival towers majestic soar
Along the stormy coast
PENIS town, New York and BALTIMORE
If Boston knew the most,
They laughed to know the world so wide;
The mountains said Good day
We greet YOU well, YOU Saxon men,
Up with YOUR towns, and Stay"'
The world was made for honest trade
To plant and eat be none afraid.
For you" they said, ''no barriers be,
For you no sluggard rest;
Each street leads downward to the sea,
Or landWard to the Vest
o happy town beside the sea,
Whose roads lead everywhere to ali;
Than thine no deeper moat can be,
No sleeper fence, no better wall
Bad news from George on the English throne
You are thriving WELL" said he,
''Now by these presents be it known,
You shall pay us a tax on tea;
lis very small no load at all -
Honor enough that we send the call
"Not So" said Boston; good my lord,
We pay for Governors here
Abundant for theirbed and board,
Six thousand pounds wear.
Nour ilighnesS knows our homely world,
NAj0ns for Se{t-qorernmlent,
But for tri0ute HeCer a cent"
The cargo came. and who could blame
If Indians seized the tea,
And. chest by chest, let down the same
Into the laughing sea:
For what avail the plough or sail,
Or land, or life, if freedom fail?
The townSmen braved the English king,
Found friendship in the French,
And Honor joined the patriot ring
Low on their wooden bench.
o bounteous seas that never fail!
q day remembered vet.
q happy port that spied the sail
Which waited Lafayette
Pole-star of night in Europe'S night,
That never faltered from the right.
Kings shook with fear old empires
The secret force to lind
Which fired the little state TO save
The rights of all mankind.
Bat right is might through all the world;
Province to province faithful cling,
Through good and i'll the war-bolt hurled.
lill freedom cheered and the oy-beIls rung
The sea returning DAY by day
Restores the Worldwide mart;
50 let each dwelier on the Bay
Fold Boston to his heart,
Till these echoes be choked with SHOWS,
OF over the town blue ocean flows.
Let the blood of her hundred thousands
Throb in each manly vein;
And the wit Of all her wisest
Make sunshine in her brain
For yoI can teach the lightning speech,
And round the globe your voices reach.
And each shall care for other,
And each to each shall bend,
To the poor noble brother,
To the good an equal friend.
A blessing through the ages thus
Shields all thy roofs and towers.
G"d rih the fNthers, so tcith us,
Thou darling town of ours.