Smyrna times. [volume] (Smyrna, Del.) 1854-1987, 1881-02-16
THE Prosecuted.
BY REV. J. s. WILLS.

saw an eagle on his cliff
Beneath the dun clouds jagged rift,
And through the breach his dauntless eye
Gazed calmly up the azure sky.
Cnmoved he sat mid lightnIngs dread,
And thunders rolling round his head,
Ihen spread his plumes like tiny sails
TIE catch the fury of the gales.
And beat the whirlwind's power to scorn
With pinions in the mountain born.
Ten thousand times those wings have tried
The currents of the ether-tide,
Ten thousand times that vision clomb
The blazing summers sunlt dome;
Yet neither wreck nor dimness came
From maddening blast. nor piercing flame
The glowing days intenser light
But added freshness to his sight,
And in the wild winds raging strife
His heart took new and stronger life
watched that bird from far below.
Where pride hold league with mirth and woe:
Where rampant folly's lustful brood
Devise the downfall of the good,
And seltishness and greed betray
The weak and guileless by the way.
saw the ruthless hand of spite
Raised grimly gainst that monarch's might.
And cruel hatreds naked lance
with glittering sheen did upward glance.
AS though it would that God defy
Who sat the eagles home on high.
saw the sons of envy bring
Their fragile arrows TO tie string,
And strive with rocking hand to trace
The venomed missiles to their place.
Yet. feebler than the straws that fly
Before the blast, when winters nigh.
Each shaft fell short-each aim was vain
The proud birds eye still swept the plain,
And where the harmless tumult rose
Looked down upon his foes.
Thrice regal thou. o bird of storm!
OF bravest heart and bUldest FORM
The stars do crown thee-and thy throne.
The peaks, where latest sunset shone.
Thine is the rainbow-belted morn
The glittering Orient's golden horn,
And proud and peaceful is thy sleep
Where notified midnight wraps the steep.
Twas God the eagles eyrie gave,
lis God that watches DER the brave
Gifts genius with its wings of light
Embaltles proves with his might,
And throws around the pure and free
The guerdon of His majesty.
God mocks the coward, spurns the mean
Sets walls of rock and brass between
The servile and the noble heart,
And shields the eagle from the dart.
God DulIt the mountains grand and high
For men that soar and birds that fly:
And left the low and swampy lands
For natures vile and groveling bands.
lis more than sad when reptiles rise
To Spoil the tenants of the skies.
When SenseleSs bats from mold and slime
To hottest submits dare to climb;
Yet, sinking in the trial vain,
Deride the heights they cannot gain.
So, as of old, the glOw-worm's light
Defed the day-gOd in his might;
So, As when drunk with wrathful glec
The tatuUus Persian dashed the sea.
While scattered DER the trcacherous tide
He saw his broken galleons ride.
And watched with shame the needless main
Roll backward to its place again.
AAOh JttIS Ntlt crown WIlGu greatness idIiS.
Speeds the coarse nerd TO powers calls:
With what low greed the vile will cling
Upon the plumes of fortunes wing;
Release Barabbas to go free,
And slay the man of Galilee.
d o, Peace! unroll thy banners white,
Through the dim storm clouds of our night;
Teach cruelty thy notes of love,
And bind the vulture with the dove,
O, Truth! assert thy proud design,
Make bestial man once more divine;
Wide Ger the prophets vale of death
Wake life and beauty by thy breath,
And to the uprisen race rehearse
The triumphs of a universe.
For upward yet the eagle scars,
Where lightning flames and tempest roars;
And upward still the cravens gaze,
While, lessening TO the golden haze,
The cOnquering wing and dauntless eye
Seek broader realms and purer sky.