The Sentinel. [volume] (Trenton, N.J.) 1880-1882, 1881-10-29
The Yorktown Centennial Ode.

The Yorktown Centennial Ode.
Hark, bark down the century's long-reachine
slope
10 those transports of triumph, those raptures
Of hope,
The voices of main and mountain combined
In glad resonance borne on the WING oY tho
wind,
The bass of the drum and the trumpet that
thrills
Through the multiplied echoes of jubilant hills.
And mark how the years, melting upward like
mist
Which the breath of some splendid enchan-
tress has kissed,
Reveal on the ocean, reveal on the shore
The proud pageant of conquest that graced
them of yore,
When blended forever in love as in fame
See, the standard which stole from the star
light its fame,
And type of all chivalry, glory, romance,
The fair lilies, the luminous lilies of France.
Oh stubborn the strife ere the conflict was
won!
And the wild whirling war wrack half-stifled
the sun,
she thunders Of cannons that doomed on the
lea
But re-echoed far thunders pealed up from the
Where guarding his sea-lists, knight on the
waves,
Bold De Grasse kept at bay the bluff bulldogs
of Graves,
The day turned to darkness, the night turned to
fire,
Still more fercer waxed the combat, more
deadly the ire.
Undimmed by the gloom, in majestic advance,
Oh 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 flamea
And type Of all chivalry, glory. romance,
The fair lilies, the luminous lilies of France
No respite, no pause; by the Works tortured
| flood
| The gray Lion Of England is writhing in blood.
CORVALLIS may chafe and coarse Tarleton aver
| As he sharpens his broadsword and buckles his
spur,
This blade which so often has reaped rebels
like grain,
| Shall now harvest for death the rude yeol ian
again."
| Vain boast; for ere sunset he's flying in fear,
| With the rebels he secuted close, close in his
rear
The French on his flank hurl such volleys OF
| That cen Gloucester's redoubt must be grow
ing too hot.
Thus welded in love as united in fame.
10 the standard which stole from the star
light its flame,
And type Of all chivalry. glory, romance,
The fir lilies the luminous lilies of France
Oh morning appear when the siege reached
| its close;
See the sundawn outblown like the alchemist's
rose
The last wreath of smoke from dim trenches
| upcurleu
Are transformed to glory that smiles on the
| world.
Jov Joy Save the wan, wasted front of the
foe,
With his battle flags furled and his arms trail
ing low.
Respect for the brave! In grim silence they
yield
And in silence they pass with bowed head from
the field.
! Then triumph transcendent! 80 Titan OF toni
That some vowed it must startle King George
on his throne.
/ WhenPeace to her own time the pulse of thu
And the war weapon sank from the war-weariet
hand,
Young Freedom upborne to the height of thu
goal
She had yearned for so long with deep travail
of soul,
song of the future raised, thrilling ant
clear,
Till the woods leaned to hearken, the hill slope
to hear,
Yet fraught with all magical grandeurs tina
CLEAN
On the hero's high hope, or the patriot
DREAM
What future, though bright, in cold SHADOW
shall cast
The stern beauty that halos the brow OF tn
past.
Oh welded in love, as united in fame,
See the standard which stole from the starliSh
| its flame.
And type of all chivalry, glory, romance,
The fair lilies, the luminous lilies OF France
q AHEAD OF TIME
"Now I'm going to show you why