Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1879-06-28
Some NatfOaa, Poetry

Inc Fourtn OF July Is coming and II IS HIGH
cIa, Ss Ir r,ec OF t day 70 begin 70 de.
ransack the rhyming dictionary for words to
emo up his words withal. FOR those who kave
n0s Tune 70 work out ANYTHING OF their own, we
which is just as good as new, and entirely safe
TO quote from. We have, as the preface assures
that has been published in he West n
called :" vernal Blooms; a Collection OF Original
Poems, by Franklin p. Reno, aad was printed
s at st. Joseph, Mo, These blooms are exceed
sozable one called a Fourth Q July Poem
head In MEANWHILE, Iowa. fewsample bIos-
SONS are all we can spare room for.
&c day. We celebrate nations birth;
To-day we are he s asi po%r n q s.sh
Aisct we DO not pass unnoticed by.
The starr and stripes-dear emblems Of ny native
Lorg may you wave untrammeled ssir, ana free
Long may my o0untryusn beneath u; oO;ors
Breathtns the healthful gales Of stainless liberty
MY eountry-oh. my own dear country, nav
0rscous Hesyen's choicest blessings descend
And fair r. nnd io onr asy
We do not hesitate to cay,
That there is not another man living
sese sss q the sWes a. Ac
Michigan. Vi
But this book of 200 pages contains a fun as
sortnent OF verse other than the patrioic
brand. Here is something OF the tender Inc
variety:
"only few Gays Of c-urtins;
I'm sure I'm not to blame
Then. ho'diDs soft hand in mine.
Only the question came,
"Only yes VAS responded,
CHARMING my very hide;
Only little bride"
v it'll little mud tn aid
And poet like Mr. Reno
Could easily he made
Here are two stanZas from "A Grange Poem.
read at the Changers Picnic, near Easfon:r
Can I. village lad Of of youthful mien,
Scarce entering uoon llfe's summer etaee
Who have not one and, wenty autumns eeen
Presume to please by this my lettered page.
Here: gray boards, who have many winters pas
Hsfe a 30 ,e frs NM mz ~ tSces sweet
And feel their hearts with JOY now rep.ete.
Well. Mr.. Reno ss you're rather young,
We rather thinh that when you've "a your pom
And leave those ms,rons. and &c right straie1s
| home.
Willie Moore was an orphan, and
No father clothed and fed the boy.
Was orphan willies fate
And used to blows and taunts.
f9strarser Ger raised up his hands
And neither did has sisters. or
His cousins, or bis auLts
These last two lines, however, it may not y,
| necessary TO explain, were not written by M
Reno; but he wrote the following:
SONNET ON LIBERTY.
Liberty! Queen Virgin OF the blue built
Sk;es-whose snow-white robe is dripping with tn.
d. We Of Heaven whose silken tresare doat free
And untrammeled; whose epot,ess brow no guin
e nects whose shining wings bear instant peaee
Whose stately presence de Cur joys increase
Immortal Goddess, long, long may thy reign
Hold unt isputed sway on all the earth.
MAY AL I6rC0lye thy ROr1ee. thy fair
Acknowledge Oelest'a Offspring. remain
For aye among the tribes Of mau. Oh SIP ead
Your foftegt odors in evry cline: wheel
CD all woe, every gloS M pei. all dread
Dismise. and teach mankind their highest veal
The plan OF making Liberty wheel on our woes
Is good. Our readers viii be glad to know fhat
Mr.. Reno has material on hand for another Yol.
ume, which is liable to be published at any mo-
ment. Celebration committees wanting god
better than to address him at st. Joseph, No
| (Chjcago Tribune.