The weekly Elko independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 1872-1887, 1884-07-13
ORIGINAL IL

one OF the University students then read
the following
ORIGINAL POEM:
TIs our Natl ms birthday, aud In power.
And with splendOE. waves her potent baunrr
While lcisurely meath pleas arcs bower
Eee!ines ths fayo. ed : rs that nan her.
But Ne'er believe M, mid scenes Ike to-day.
Does Pleasure hineth bri ght, aui / pledge
you,
That TIL We have some tyrnut to obey.
|o ne'cr can recIll Freedoms virtues true.
But think OF abroad OF their opqrcssious.
Their tolls. 'heIr sofruEs, their duty t. do
When we think Of our own free possessions,
We think OF their dark days Of struggle too.
How on New England CO d but hope u! stand
While DER the land q T. rant chain WAS nung.
How bFavcIy a small but chiyalrous band.
Shook their chains, ans Frcelom's a==ie
rthwith runs.
How our victor In a-warIiks manner.
With heartfelt cheess, hrst b. Okc deyrcs-
sions chAin:
How the yoomen rallied meath his b-nrer
When at Lexington, Their comrades were
slain
The sire and son. to arms they braveiy hcv.
And the ~plowmAn FROM his pillow quickly
tunnel
To join In arms his aged sire, who too,
fastened away where the battle burned.
And thus from the side NJ his biu.hirg bride.
Rushed OF the happy groom OF mark his
DOOM
When snn1H,n,oT 10 bgs u,.f..tF.nf .-FH.
Far away where iEe Sanaous roar and boom.
Add when nPon the angry battlefield
Did the North and tao sOn.h la one band
unite.
Tho dark was the horror. They ncvrr:rcc'ed
Until they'll put the the british hoard to
n.Rht.
o, she cold snow ofrhc forest grew red.
With the blood OF their bare aud bleed ng
feet.
But still they foughi,--they conquered and hlcd
Twas victory or death. but ne'cr defeat.
And long upon Columbia lucid lake,
AiAr upon the Ocean and the sea.
The sturdy warrior there his coIrse h talk, :.
And loud hums the c-nnon's roar o. tho
lea.
bNho A'Ak "AAdu ti the hHlrN tNlt fUTfE
Within the Threshold Of that 3 d dwelling
For the manly form that never returns
To gladden. the heart that sorrow Is swell.
ling.
Tho heart Of the b-Iie sad aud weary turns,
The orange blossom. have lost t.eir fra,
GRANGE,
AMI withcr on their stem yet no lover r tuna
No he lay slain for our independence
Far, far away, where the wolves have thcit
d'ns,
There slceI in silence, a nsmelcss hero:
The wildnowefs ore him gently bends.
And W nds mourn tnrU' rank wees ,hat neal
him grow.
Twas thus, that thousands Of ~oatio,s brave
That e'er lent q grace 20 humanity,
Rushed forth, perhaps 20 nnd silent grave,
Mid the wilds Of natures immensely.
But peace forever. tho conflict H. DER,
And oppre, sion's chains forever riysn,
Tyranny will proftno onT sol no mote;
o, lis the ,~lorious wish Of Haven't
Wide spreads yonder fields OF mstuting corn
y Here, In pcrfu,ion rich. The lomon and lime
Tho apple, pesch aud pear, our, clds do. u.
And all e'er known TO tho to. ieal cline.
And sweet. 8 the peace ombower ng Us n ow
The joys. aud ancciioh-, our h ines ii une
And sweet the smiles, that, IN FROM pleas
uros brow.
Aud dear are the nolds, tbaiiPcccdon per
fumo.
o then shall We stand mute and silent w,
While tyrant' In ous our Ian I nnuoio stcd;
Unmoved by oar couatr, pitltul csyg
MOI we'll avcngc them, no sword shall DO
res Ell.
Yes coinmbls. thou great and gcntio maid.
No chains can JiuI ,heo. for Ger snail It be
That until thy sons cold 10 dos,h are iaid.
Ever AMI ever shall iicy defend thee.
For they kuo= there ~ nsught 80 lhi. cold
world;
No, one trstc Of peace. one Joyous seeming
TIL the dag II freedom Is unmfiol,
And the full moon Of peace. DER them.
bsuming.
But blest, doubiy hiest. IL Coinmbia's train,
Thrice bicst, IL the hsppy unI0rdtd land.
Whore patriots In puice and tree 10 u rcisn,
~Unoppresscd b. Tyranny rcgiI handi
Then may pfovifeuee speed It's prosperity,
Add NAV peacr hai,r i's sh.le forever;
Meg tho old nsy wave TO e crafty,
May It's folds from freedom DO seTcr'd-
Dey.rl
A patriotic song was IN sung by the
chorus and SIR. q. +. Talbot. Orator Of
the Day. was ! ttoluced t. the audience
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