The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1881-07-28
THE PRAYER.

Our fathers God. who on these plains
OF old gave vct'ry 20 our land,
Zen now in gracious favor dsigns
TO bless The labor OF our hand.
To Him let US our strain upralse
In solemn notes Of prayer and praise
Our grateful homage gladly pay.
Twas faith in Him that neryed their heart
And gave the vict'ry 10 their hands.
He did the wisdom blgh impart
That bsfned all the f0tman's p'ans
And gave our lands, In d Iys or y0re.
Dellyerance strong from trouble sore.
or bitter strife ana fearful war.
Built on foundation strong snd deep
The starry. pointing shaft we rear,
The mem'ry Of brave deeds to keep,
And tell 10 every coming year.
SO let as In our hearts upraise
The monument OF those brave days
OF faith and glorious Victory.
The ode by Mr.. Paul Hayne, OF Georgia,
which has been set 10 music by Professor
MOsenthal, OF Philadelphia, has been re-
ceived, and the parts will soon be lithO-
graphed for rehearsal. The music, though
we'll made, does not seem at first blush cal
culaled to arouse any enthusiasm. The FOL
lowing is the full text OF
THE CENTENNIAL ODE.
Hark hark! down the century's long reaching
slope,
To those transports Of tapmph-those raptures of
The voices Of Main and Of Mountain combined,
In glad resonance borne on the wings Of the wind -
The bass Of the drum, and the trumpet that hrills
Through the multiplied echoes OF jubiant bills :
And mark! how the years, melllng upward hAe
mist, -
Which the breath OF some splendid encn2ntnent
has kissed,
Reveal on The ocean, reveal on the shore,
The proud pageant OF conquest that graced them OF
Chor1sEWhere blended forever In love as in fame,
See the standard which stole from the
starlight Its flame,
nd tVn nj all chiValry. glory, e..
The fair lilies, the luminous lhes Oi
krsncel
II.
O stubborn the strife, ere the conflict was won
And The wild whirlnR War-Wrack hall sllneu the
The thunaers Of cannon that doomed on the lea
But reechoed far thnnders pealed up from the sea-
Where guarding his seallsts-1 knight on lhe
Bold lie Grasse kept at bay the bluff bulldogs Of
Graves
The dsy lurned to darkness, the night changed to
still more fierce waxed the combat, more deadly
Undmmed by the gloom in majestic advance,
All behold whsre they tide, DER the red battle
ChorIts.-Those banners united in love as IN fame
The brave standard which drew from the
starbeams their fame.
And type of all chiyalry. glory, romance.
The fair lilies, the luminous hiies OF
France
III.
M resnttel No pausel Rv the YOrk's tortured Hood
The gray Lion Of England Is writhlng In blood!
(oTnwaliis NAV chafe, and coarse TarletOn aver
As he sharpens his broad sword and buckles MS
This blade, which so oft has reaped Rebels like
Shall now harvest, for DEATH the rude yeomen
again."
With the rebels he secuted close. close In the rear
he French on his aanE hurl such yoleys OF shot
That een Gloucester's redoubt must be growing 100
Chorus.-Thus welded In lore, as united in fame.
LO the standard that stole from the star
And type of ali chiyary. glory, romance.
The fair nles, the luminous lilies OF
France
".
Of morning superb when the siege reached Its
see the sundawn outboOm ike the Alchemlsts
The last wreaths Of smoke from dim trenches up
Are Transformed to a glory that smiles on the world
JOY. JOY save The wan, wasted front OF ihe Zoe
with his bait igS furled and his arms trailing 10Y"
Respect for the brave In grim silence they yield.
And in silence they pass with bowed heads from the
Then triumph transsendtnt! So Titan oftoue
That some vowed it must startle King George on his
Chorvs.-0! welded in love. as united In fame,
Set the standard that stole from the
starlight It's hame-
And type of all rivalry. glory, romar ce:
The fair lilies, the luminous lilies Of
Francel
V.
When Peace to her own timed the pulse OF the land:
And the war-weapon sunk from the War-wearled
hand,
Young Freedom upborne to the height Of the goal
She had y,arued for so long with deep travail OF
soul
song Of her future raised, thrilling and clear,
TIL the woods leaned to hearken, the hi-slope5 TO
heart
Yet, fraught with all magical Erandeurs that CLEAN,
on The herO's high bODe, or the patriots dream,
What Future tho bright, I'm cold shadow shall cast
The stern beauty that halOcs lhe brow Of the Past
ChOrus-U! welded In love rs united 10 fame
see !! the standard that stole from the star
light its fame,
And type of an chiyalry, glory rO-
nance
The fair lilie3 the luminous lilies Of
France