Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1880-01-22
SAXON GsIr.

The Rev. Robert COLL er's poem at the New England
dinner In New York.
Worn Win the battle, by stamford town,
Fighting the Norman by Hastings bay
HAROLD, the Ssxon's sun, went down
While the sc1rDs we're falling one autumn day.
Then the Norman said: = am iord OF the iano,
BY tenor OF conquest here SIT
I via rule you nov with the iron hand
But he had not thought OF the Saxon grit
He took the land, and he took the men,
And purpt tho hemeste ads from Trent TO Tyne;
Made the ireemen serfs by the stroke OF pen
Eat up the corn and drank the wtne
And said 10 the maiden pure and lair
You shall no my lemap. as Is most Mt
Your Saxon churl may rot in his lar
Bat he hAd MOI measured the saxon grit
To the merry green wood went bold Robin Hood
With his stron hearted yeomanry ripe for the fray
Dr wing the ar ow INTO the marrow
VI ali the proud Eorn,ans who came In his way.
Winning by valor, or 10 ling by wit,
Dear ID our saxon Tor ever 10 he,
The merry old rogue with the saxon grit.
And Kett, the tanner, whpt out his knife.
And Wat, the smith, bis hammer brought down
For ruth OF the maid he loved better man life;
And by breaking head made hole In the crown,
From tue Saxon heart rose a n'gnty roar,
Our bfe shall DOT be by the Kings permit
We Will hgnt Tor the right Te waot no more
Then the Norman sound out the Saxon grit.
For slow aud sure as the oaks had grown
From the acorn, isl lag that autumn day,
30 the sax III manho)t Ia thor pc and town
To q nob.er nature s:sw Away.
Winning toy irGaes holding By clinches,
0tandics oy law and tie human ri hi;
Many times failing, never once quailng.
10 the new day came out OF the II ght.
Then arising afar In the Western sea
A new world stood In The morn OF The dey,
Ready to welcome the brave and free
Who wond wrench out the heart, and march away
From the narrow, contracted, dear old land
Where tho poor held by n cruel bit,
To am pier s pacet for heart aud hand
And here was a chance for the saxon grit.
Steadily steering, eagerly peeripg
Trusting in God, your fathers came,
Pigrims sud strangers, fronting all dangers
CIo-headed Sa1ous with hearts afame.
Found BIZ the letter but free from the fetter,
And hiding their freedom In Holy Writ,
They gave Deuteronomy hints N economy,
And m de new Moses oil Saxon grit.
They Whitfield and waded, thror gh forest and fen,
Fearless as ever Of what might b. fall,
Pouring out life for the nurture OF men
In the faith that by manhood the world views all.
Inventius sak d beans and no end OF machines,
Greu with the rife. and great with the axe,
Sending their notious over the oceans
To tili empty 1T macls aud straighton bent backs
Swift to take chaucos that end In the dollar,
Yet ope0 ot hand when the dollar is made;
Maintaining the ae u n, exalting the scholar,
But a little 100 anxious about good trade.
This is young J0na.aau, son of Old John,
Posi- i've, reaceahle, firm In the right.
Saxon men all OF us may We be one,
steaty for freedom aud strong in her M ght.
Then slow and sure. as the oaks have grown
From tne aco,us that Tell on the old dim day,
So TINS new manhood, ia oty and town,
To a n0bler stature Will grow Away.
Winning by inches holding by clinches,
Slow t. contention and slower to quit,
Nov and then falling, but never once qusilng,
Lot us thank God for our Saxon grit.