Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1881-08-19
Miscellany.


tThe Richmond (ya.) Dispatch publishes the follow
ing centennial ode which has been set to music by
Prof Mosenthal Of Philadelphia, and is to be sung by
a chorus Of 275 voices at the yorktown ceebraton.l
Harki harkl down the centurys longreaching slope,
To those transports Of triumph-those raptures Of
hopel
In glad resonance borne the wings Of the wind:-
The bass Of the drum, and the trumpet that thrills
Through the multiplied echoes OF Jubilant hisl
And mark how the years, melting upward like mist,
Which the breath of come splendid enchantment has
kissed,
The proud pageant Of conquest that graced them be-
fore.
CHORUS
where blended forever In love or in fame,
See the standard which stole from the starlight its
And type Of all chivalry, glory, romance
The fair lilies, the luminous lilies Of franoeI
OF stubborn the strife ere the conflict won!
Aud the wild-wbirng war-wrack half stihed the sun
The thunder5 9t cannon tnat oIoiueu @ % Sn une lea
where, guarding his sea-ists-a knight on the waves
Bold DeG kept at bay the bluff bulldogs Of Graves
The day turned 10 darkness the night changed TO hrei
Still more fierce waHed the combat more deadly the
undimmed by the gloom. ah behold where they ride,
In majestic advance, DER the red battle tide.
CHORUS.
Those banners united in love as In fame
The brave standard which drew from the star-beams
And tyne of ali chiyalry. glory. romance
The fair lilies the luminous lilies Of Fraucel
No respitei No pausel By the Yorks torture food
The gray Lion Of England is writhing in blood
Cornwaills may chafe, aud coarse Tarleton aver
As be sharpens his broadsword and buckles his spur
"This blade, which oft has reaped rebels like grain,
Shall now harvest, for death, the rude yeomen again
Vain boast, for ere sunset he's flying in fear,
with the rebels be secuted close, close in the
The French on his hank hurl snch volleys Of shot
That cen Gloucester's redoubt must be growing too
hot.
Chorus
Thus welded in love- as united in fame,
Lo the standard that stole from the starlight its fame
And type of all chvalry, glory romance
The fair lilies, the luminous lilies OF France!
O morning superb when the siege reached its closet
See the snndawn outbloom like the Alchemists rose
The last wreaths of smoke from dim trenches p
curled,
Are transformed to a glory that smiles the world.
JOY! joy! Save the wan, wasted front OF the Zoe,
with his battleags fnrled and his arms trailing low
Respect for the bravel Ia grim silence they yield,
And in silence they pass with bowed heads from the
field.
Then triumph transcendant-so Titan Of tone
Tha, vowed it must startle King George on hii
throne!
CHORUS.
o. welded in love as united in fame,
See the standard that stole from the starlight its fame
And type OF ali chivalry, glory, romance
The fair lilies the luminous lilies Of Francei
when Peace to her own timed the pulse Of the land,
And the war-weapon dropped from the war-weariet
hand
Young Freedom, upborne to the height of the goal
She had yearned for long with deep travail of soul
song OF her future raised, thrilling and clear,
Till the woods learned to harken the hill-slopes Il
Yet, fraught with all gical grandeurs that sleam