Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1883-05-15
POETICAL
Centennial Ode.
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sT D. r. LUCAS.
From of what woody pinnacle, o. Muse,
Shall Berkelcyes GenfEs sound her notes Of
glee.
TIL all the spirit of her Hundred Years infrse
Unwonted tones OF Wild, sweet minstrclsy,
And rich Arcadian strains, which shall COM
mend
A harp. sweet by trembling and unequal
handi
The Genius of this Vale
Sits on yon Northern Mount, named from
the Polar Sssr1
tAere on her throne of Rock. beneath the pale,
But august giories of her native air,
She clasps her hands. and TINS ccntcnninIly.
Set on the staff Of mountains, sings her ju-
blee.
Lo! on my right. thrice hail.
With your Bluc Ridge, my daughter, JcfTcr-
son!
With your Biae Ridge. csnpurpled in tho sun !!
And on my left. in Morgan's woody vale,
Rear up Il head, majestic Cacaponl
Between these rocky land-marks, towering
high.
LouG sounds the echoes of Centennial joy!
Let Tascarora wind his silver tread
through many glen,
And Opcquon carcss the fertile mead,
With pleasant flC~:ng music in his strain;
While bold Potomac, flush with mountain dew,
Runs. hasting. leaping unto you,
Glad Daughter of the Starf--Shcsc arms
Receive him MISTRESS of 3 tEoasand charms !
I But yet. above your nuptial hymn, both far
and nigh,
Loud sound the echo of Centennial JOY!
IS if in dream. One Hundred Years ago.
sec the smoke rise on the summer air-
In single spires. :lIe smoke in all the Vale be-
low,
Lonesome and distant. tells of the pioneer
I see the Gnticrcd deer move slowly on
lhear the woodman's stroke before the dawn.
One Hundred Years ago, the royal crest
OF all the Georges, save the last and worst,
Blazed on our States cscltcl,con. and The ", ST
By tribute and allegiance still accurst.
I;ackcd off her sweet, new wine, in bottles old
With kingly use, and base with feudal
nouldi
oae hundred ycars, o. cradle of birth
So recsnt-datcd, in historic range;
What magic Genius rocked thee. that the earta
And ribrate woods, go rose and fell with
change.
That nj! the old barlaric spirit spent,
newer Pilazc OF man snbducd the Cont.
ncnt!
Twas Labor! with fair Science by Ills side,
Who, of celestial birth. gave him her hand
And from their love. THIS sacrcdly allied,
S. rang Progress like j dream tlIroughou
the land.
And Cereal Beauty. blooming rs n rose,
And Liberty, with 1crccr nGtal tlirocs.
We arc Ecs. Men: our prime is still ahead,
We Etill await the harvest of maturity
To garner all the broadcast scattcrcd by oul
Scr9.
And date our morn fro,n tLis Centennial
jubilee!
Be glad. yc Brother Hills! with all your vale.
inclosed!
Rejoice, like that fair flower that blooms
ccntennially;
For BcFkclcy's Genius, on her Northern Height
rcposcd.
TLis day fmhHs Cite IITndrcd Years Of dcs.
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Be giGa, yc Broti,c- IJiBs: with al your valc,
ln1dscti
For by her side, Gods sadglrter Peace, sitl
snilirgly,
And secs the growing towns, like islands inter
POSED
Athwart the emerald beauty of a rolling sea
Rejoice, because our fathers' dccds have nc-
outshonc
Those of our modern dead, whose Zoo.
flowed in their veins;
Twas theirs to lay for liberty her cornerstone
But to preserve the temple TO ourselves re
mains!
Rejoice, bocauSc for us our heroes fought, anC
traced
With bloody feet, their own immortal Ticto
That Morgan led, and DarIc our early annals
gracaa,
Ard Gates, and Lee, and Stephens, left tbci
mcnoricsI
We need no Doric solumn, ane ne -dscal
pride,
Topoint the path uf glory; for our soldier
tsbd.
Der burning plow-sharcs, rcd with l,eat in
tcnsifed,
And :ruc to them, VIC must be 10 ottscIsc-
and God!
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