Knoxville daily chronicle. [volume] (Knoxville, Tenn.) 1870-1882, 1880-04-04
THE NIGHT AFTER zAMA.

In deserts plain and iungleis way.
Has placed his lingering marks SO sure and deep
As where old Afric's spiritS without sleep
Far out DER land and wave their yigils keepa
I'....
That was land where glorys gorgeousness,
And dark eyed beauty's glowing grace
Where Dives power, and friendslip's faithful.
ness, ~
Brought Joy to Afric's race ~. =.lrar
n race whose v, damtless royers ceursed The main
But war brought power which time did soon nj
strain F'''fi
Her altars bare, her columns low
Her tribes who ran with spirits Wild and fre,
Are cnrbed and captured long ara. ~
Oh Carthage, ancient, changeless n,ourner we
Would lift awhile the Veil Of Secrecy w
And look on one who fought and died fo, tho.
,r,
y us hlgll on CANA iated Dattle Held
On which the light OF day has not revealed
~ rhe plooay scenes on aeatn ana roman hale
I Inat were 50 aMifeiui M Wniie lhey came so late.
R't WE .n ed th we hond rSI ,Use armies met
,Si' S9u uarker Wnen tle Dloody sun had set
A"as ariu ior arm ana SWoru lof sword tha'
,,, uay L.4
Twas rWas iight ior uie Wllen nlght nlg that array
A"hs host ,tish' ior oea'ii YES ueatl 10 All Fha'
by whose dread zeal that bloody field was lost
~ 4 that grand Carthagenian heroY Ne
M MS ht Wahrrlorsoqi tg M would Scorn 70 eyer show
A.
AZ rather , would ne with WITH his soldiers stay
Anu hSut w ucdti, Wlllle there IL strength 10
stay;
90 could MS country, when Their ight was DER
regain her f9othold and meet Rome once more
But uead ana vanqulshed as MS army lay,
10 10 gather m round ms standard other men.
u III thelr soui WIN burning vengeance Ihch,
nd IA id MY E iep2unH W crisn lhe hoan arms
ana rid ms bleeding country OF her harms.
o. ss,,s Mnsm sl tne AiPins ayaianches might
'oiis sioSt Jomh VIII th"i'uer Hon some mountain
40 Snnaa SrTsad 'he ne tochy h.;esSss IN rs way
mt ak ,yain H I Jso., sai pa.'ouS W!
As great as were t SIoiIods are my DEEDS
IL IL do9med 70 iail. on great, unhappy men,
Tn Romp tbu ntroh ~, hanS miS' ,h u,o see
Fl "f fbo dit nao IL peen ne heart would cry,
nr nn the cbin % as .,e neru Iono uea. Nc''n' lie
~ N.Y. Ji an;s one Siny a,itS iong years ago,
Pt ~ th i WIZ "a .iy colifaaes ~ lhe snow
WopIG norf ~ INV dss bta 'ne goMu 'iougi
n Ahdwouldst thou swear to hate them while alive
Whn patos a hie ,a w. Wy heuS s irecuo' giNeF
Nnst he t6an nS lnvo ~ , pariiSH. Sr uoiieSs; ~
M M sS MarsSSa,llea veuefan' on my dark retreat
ino, maet 0a9t"u'"s 'iouS"'S u'a' III 'oy i'hhu olu
x,, meet,, ST.,
" W ,, Wo'lu ul.ihe ,houen VIC may never KNOW
ha s ttlippg So VIZ Wv moLas 1i woe
Wbape trnSSnh nv ~ Mi snn ptsi t thr,
pnt haar non nv er ~, MN % sg.u ~ t''is aBaI
wears, op'" '"0 i's"' ""'u 'o"" '"'
Rushiap DER floods nj memorlas and tears
The mighty cadence Of Tf thaf siriyIng GH sen
RAILS oT ne and tve faa If thro,i,5h oi,r hcf,e
roIl u'' "'" w Aeo' " '''''"5" '"' ''"s
n r,r,booo oi,,,- -,oot,,,, ,,,,,o,,.o,
tnoil ~ tatSSor, hanj WIZ a ~ " NY
s,vore Nv ali thw god oIa a,d .t dosts s su'
Would hate, and xiii the Romans in 7 died.
NV father shade has kent me 10 that VOW
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War was my nurse She gave me thirst for blood
And soon / learned to chase the Roman game
! trushed upon me Ike fiery flood
There was no lack Twas everywhere
came.
Though thousands fell and gore my path beset
am not led ! No! ! am hungry, thirsty yet
....
rome looked ana saw upon lnc Alps CROWN
VI men WHOSE @ gaze was hefce' whose 5one
Nv. ~ O,n uat,Fe ni,.,,,o ,,., ,,,.,,,,, lam,
nv pniIS anaianuie nrd mts @ J'snllus @ uoWi r t
Y" saVe9 ns piO'' 'e"'' "''" WI" WIS '''''o u
an hon,es Sserm SONS were ~ ~ ease @ dLiat daH'
anu iT mons is nIav ''''e" ''e'' "" '''"
"''' p'"''
Let Trebia and dark Thrasymene tell
OF its dread passage O'er tn Appelian plain
In sorrow show the Roman banners stain.
But nv flag now lies low and bathed in blood
And on my heels pursues the seething Roman
Hood.
W. -. .hoi ,in,.lod hui. th rod .,,
streams
Flowed on and on Deaths vintage runnm,
waste.
But death was lavish aS n monarch seems
Who is with spoils of every season graced.
Aud black DER head he hung his awful sim.
4 cloud whose rowing course no mortal roul
deyfne.
And ah my fathers shade with restless care
Was round me when the hated foeinen fell
In gOldfarS dreams / the cold Stare
And question IL with me the fight were
well. ..r
I woke to find the anxious phantom ied.
ANA toil ana strlie were thcrc nut LOVE was
And then. betimes n brothers. manoled firm,
Would show itself above the battlefield,
A headless shape that crowned the battle storm
And meath that sight never thought to yield