Lexington weekly intelligencer. (Lexington, Mo.) 1871-1887, 1880-08-07
the SPHINX. TO GARFIELD.
IFor the Intelligencer.l

Don Cameron aids the cause no more;
And Conkllng seeks q foreign snore,
The bravest leader. doughti.st snigat'
Fatnt-hearted. fears to join the nght:
Woe worth the day. when 1t Is said:
These from the campaig gn now are heo
If hhou thy party's standard bear.
o Garfield, then. o man beware;
For Arthur strength the Veriest Ieeu
Will prove in this thy time oil need;
Nor brbts, nor filsehoOds. help thee now,
Nor trickster's ''eIght to seven," trow.
Thy fate is seaIed:-Novembrr's gloom
Will settle on thy party's tomb;
And tn.u .'mist meet. in realms of death.
Thy betrayed friends most angry "wraith''
Wr"uged Sherman there with vlsage stern'
VIII look on thee with eyes that burn.
And scoF thee, once his dear guest friend,
Whose traitor heart did willing bend.
In the COnvention's trying hour.
To base ambition g love OF power.
Ulysses on Tartarus' shore
Shall find Il third term comes no more;
And Logan, Sherman, Edmunds, Blame
But why the list call 'er ?-'twere vain
To mention all whose rocket light
Dies down soon in darkest night.
An omen ask that thou may st know
The surety of the things show
Then. aOubter in this mystic glass
Behold the things that come to pass:
Upon this magic mirrors face
The image of the Future trace;
An image there so dire revealed,
ThOu'lt wish. perchancs, 'twere e'er concealed.
THE VISION.
Garfield unconsclously spcaks.)
What scene is this that rises here
And fills my innOst soul with fear?
Fam would break the potent spell
That still to gaze doth me compel.
Lo see what serried hosts arise,
Like storm cloud in the summer skies
No bugle, trumpet, clarion, fife,
Calls with shrill note unto the strife.
Yet ON they come from rear to van
Shoulder to shoulder, man to man;
Nor gun, nor sabre, sword nor shield,
Still fearless press they on the field
No word is spoke, yet all that band
Move as though led by magic hand.
Each with heroic courage full
Becomes foe invlncible.
There floating high In air. and free,
The 'colors'' OF this host see.
On 1t in fadeless letters wrought,
.'RIGHT MUST PREVAIL. - What witching spell
Lies IN these words? Would could tell.
But look who bears that standard high,
| AS If 'twOuld reach from earth TO sky?
| oh fade thou vision from my view,
| Ere yet it all my schemes undo }!
Those forms see before mine eyes,
With such majestic mien arise,
Too well l know, and knowing feel
My party woe is th' other . veal.
| Hancock see combined in you.
| Patriot, soldier, statesman true.
| Thy spirit moves yon mighty host;
All where thou leads,t no held i, lost.
True patriets wore that name OF old;
Nor bartersd principle for gold;
| And thou like them in wars dread hour
Babe soldier yield to statesman power
| And English too. thy helper strong,
Upholds the right. yields not to wrong.
E'en chleftains such as this they be.
| And lead yon host to victory.
| Though this prognOstic have seen,
Forebodng thoughts shall down, ween;
| For though 1t be by means unfair,
I'n seat me in the states high chair;
And thou, Sphinx, yield thy prescient power
To Glipus in that mine hour.
Yet look a strange sight meets my gaze!
| a sight OF horror and amaze
For there behold as other man,
| Myself rs leader of the clan,
| l see another host appear,
| With coats OF mai, but hearts OF lear.
For though with bribes their ranks they fill,
Their strength grows weak and weaker still,
For many chieftains IN the Cause
That claims Force greater than the Ldtcs,
And muny ere-while quick in fight
To prove their creed that ''Might makes Right,
No longer faith in these repose.
And III platoons they join their foes;
Jerome, and Forney, Pierson-all
Our strongest men yield to their thrall.
The few great ones who yet remain,
And prompted by love of gain.
BY promise, threat, or speech we'll made
Courage gain to redintegrate
Within this fearful trembling host,
Who conscious feel the Held ia lost,
But stubborn to yield up the sway
They've held by fraud through many day,
Once more prepare with bated breath,
To crush the dreaded foe to death.
THE CoMBAr.-TIME, NOVEMBER.
Garfield still speaks. while looking in II
magic mrror.l
All, twas well planned-that camisads -
} But futile all the efforts made,
| Resort dernier was that T. obtain
. Recruits into our ranks again.
But drinks and pelf no power possessed
To move one patriotic breast,
i. | Or make him wlver at the last,
That with our lot his own he'd cast.
TOO wise the foe. too well advised
To he by artifce surprised.
Eternal vigilance they
The only price OF Liberty.
And now in eager ardent strife
Contends each party for Its life.
Intrepid form, and stern of brow,
Shelving determined will below,
Thus each man in himself but sees
An Ajax, or an Achilles.
And now more heated is the fray,
And each valves issue of the day.
| First one, then other vantage wins,
| And now anew the strife begins.
While victory wav ring hovers near,
| And coy, to this. then that appears,
And looks intently on the fight
| Yet will not standal light.
Hn now gin We to see the end
. | For see how HancOck's forces bend!
| Twas gallant charge my faction true,
. That force them yield place to you
Press on, and hold the ground you've won,
And this Gays work Is shortly done.
: | What falling back ye towards. stand
Thus will ye yield powers magic wand?
Arise return one effort more
\, To show them that our reign's not o'sr.
twill rally not, for now it hes;
led in vain-thr party dies.
NJ All woe to us the bird Of state
!: Has chosen Vict'ry for it's mate,
N | And both have proudly settled there
NJ Upon the Hancock standard fair.
NJ while he, Columbla's chieftain stands
And justly rules these beauteous lands.
sphinx, tits enough: this omen Ill,
Thou show st because doubted still,
81 Has filed me with distress and gloom;
NJ For well, too well, know my doom.
NJ Thou art avenged that should be
NJ A dOubter of thy prophecy.
l go to wait with dire dlsmay
November's ''melancholy' day. Bsss'
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