Louisiana capitolian., 1881-11-17

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Southern poets ode, which was set tc
music by Mosenthal and sung by cho.
rus at the Yorktown celebration.
Hark, bark down the century's long.reachine
slope,
To those transports of triumph those rapturea
Of hope,
The voices Of main and OF mountain combined,
In glad resonance borne on the wings Of the wind
The base of the drum and the trumpet that
thrills
Thro' the multiplied echoes of jubilant hills.
And mark how the years melting upward like
mist
Which the breath of some splendid enchantnNn,
has kissed,
Reveal on the ocean, reveal on the shore,
The proud pageant of conquest that graced them
ofyore
Where, blended forever in love as in fame,
See the standard which stee from the starlight
its fame,
And, type Of all chivalry glory, romance,
The lilies, the luminous lilies of France.
O! stubborn the strife ere the conflict was won,
And the wild whirling, war.wrack half stifed
the sun;
lo tht,pll 4 hot nm fho loo
But re-echoed far thunders pealed up from the
When guarding his sea.lists a knight on the
waves,
Bold De Grasse kept at bay the bluff bulldogs
of Graves.
The day turned to darkness, the night changed
TO fire,
Still more fierce waxed the combat, more deadly
the ire,
Undimmed by the gloom, in majestic advance,
All behold where they ride DER the red battle
tide
Those banners united in love as in fame.
The brave standard which drew from the star
beams their flame,
And, type of all chivalry glory. romance,
The lilies, the luminous lilies OF France.
III.
No respite 10 pause. By the York's tortured
The gray lion of England is writhing in blood
Cornwallis may chafe and coarse Tarleton aver,
As he sharpens his broadsword and buckles hi
spur,
This blade, which so oft has rearel rebels lik,
grain,
Shall now harvest for death the rude yeomal
again Y
Vain boast. For ere sunset he's flying in fear
With the rebels he secuted close, close in hi
rear.
The French on their flank hurl such volleys o
shot
That cen GlOucestel's redoubt runst be CROWN,
too hot.
O. welded in love as united in fame,
See! the standard which stole from the sta,
light its flame,
And, type of all chivalry, glory, romance,
lne nlleS. the luminous lilies OF FRANCE.
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| 0 morning superb when the siege reached it
close.
| See the sun.dawn outbloom like the alchemist'
rose.
The last wreathes of smoke from the trenche
tpcurled
Are transformed to a glory that smiles on tn
world.
Joy, Joy save the wan, wasted front of the foe
With his battle-fags furled and his arms trailing
low,
Respect for the brave In grim silence the,
yield,
And in silence they pass with bowed heads fron
the field.
Then triumph transcendent. So Titan OF tone.
That some vowed it must startle King Ge0re,
on his throne.
v-CHORUS.
When Peace to her own timed the pulse OF th,
land
And the war-weapon sank from the war.weariei
hand
Young Freedom, upborne to the height Of tn,
goal
She had yearned for so long with deep travail o
soul,
a song Of her future raised thrilling and clear
Till the woods learned to hearken, the hillslope.
TO hear.
Yet, fraught with all magical grandeurs that
gleam
On the hero's high hope or the patriots dream,
What future, tho bright in cold shadow shal
cast
The stern beauty that haloes the brow of the
past.
o welded in love as united in frame.
See! the standard which stole from the star
light its fame,
And, type OF its chivalry glory, romance.
The lilies, the luminous lilies of France
Tile only case of intimidation at the
polls on Tuesday last, that has yet
come to light, occurred in the Second
ward. Mr.. p. Blomberg, who was al
the polls peddling temperance tickets.
asserts that he was constantly surroun-
ded by a gang of drunken rowdies who
pointed the finger of scorn at him and
wagged their tongues saying, "Ha, ha. >