New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1889-06-18
TIE BUNKER HILL TABLETS.
DEDICATION ODE.

DEDICATION ODE.
Under the golden dome where laws are made
The stones yet stand that around the base
Rose, Of the ancient column IN that plarc:
And on those craven tablets is displayed
A record OF the mighty train
OF great events that. following fast
Through seven long years Of watchnSs and fcors,
Throes and unuttcrab!c strain.
In Gods ripc season led at last
Our land TO glory through that vale OF tears
And this moreover. the stones have SAID:
While from this rminenc" you survey
Scenes Of Injury, gardens OF wealth.
Homes Of laboTtOus Industry and health,
Tlth and orchard, uplands, plain,
And clovercd meadows reaching far away,
With halls Of Earning hid in elmy bowers
Your supcrcmncnt domain
Whato'er OF republics may havs been
Spoken aiorrtine tho imputed sin
OF thanklessness must not be ours.
From the golden domc whcr" laws arc u>ane
Thnrc went a mandate forth:
On yonder haIlowcd mount TO the rorth
Ln, the best men In building skilled
4 tower Of rocks N the high heavens build.
To stand at once a monument and shrine,
A pillar in everlasting sign,
Like that which H"rcule, Of yoro
set on tho Gadltan!an shore.
CRYING 10 tvrants, Come no morrl
And the fire I'm thr crrSset that famed Of old
penconing the mariners up E"nnn Fay,
Shall burn forever frum mis- now tower.
Like . ruling star Of hcnignaEt ray
For every people TO b"hoh,-
A watch. ilrr IN n" purple west,
s,eatfast and strong. for all u" oppressed
To ny 10 EUm tyTannic power
Nov. ErciAnd's air was never tainted long !
With any tyranny N" prairie winds
Brcaihod from tho illimiahle West
Into those English hearts and minds
Apew.horn s"ns" Of sparc that made morc strong
A yIgor Chats,i for centuries 10y III" "a,
And for hlrh ventures ncr,cd carh dAnng brrass
our Fathers always rad been fire..
Those mon who rrrnd.m ma battle fought,
Holding all kings but ono In Scorn.
Though with a mighty pric" they bouShs
Your freedom, w"rr fr"" horn;
And Carolina and Yirs!na'S blood.
Temrorch 10 Ike dihaln Il shSkl"d Thought,
Beat with one pulse, when liN~rtys Glad nom
Alike 20 North and south brokc DER the Atlantic food
why SHOULD the Musc on Groahtul details dwell.
To mako a calendar Of hrr yrrl
Is II a story OF no r'n"wn-
The rodoubt. tie f.sa'cs, Ia" blazing town.
Frpnting the Falcons fire.
How the regulars rushed ard the yconcn fell.
BUTTS and baynncts dying a, we'll;
Rolled AID trd In tho crimson miro
OF tho dust AID Hood beneath
Close quarters llcn! for a captain cries
4, ,,c trron, marched up,-"I them como higher
Hold I'LL you mark the whites Of their eyoS'
And the glcaJn Of their British tr"'h'
All, many felt. A. thc bullets f"w,
VIC fight for Engllshmcn IN nghtlng you.
On from that dr. al 10 dis triumphnl JunA
And now while natur,S ar" all In tune,
That Children hereafter may come tn spei
Prescott and Warren and all who fell.
Hand by, on that bitter afternoon,
Bearing on lIlstorys pae" 80 proua par''
We hang tle,n bronzrs on our coun'rN's heart
Not for tho splcndor OF the hGht
No, for the number Of III" slain,
M, for the days dcnit and flight,
But for tho final Crownlng Of thr right,
And mauklnds mri,urrleSs GAIN
This other commonwealth - knss'
Born hero Eunkrr'S height.
Have futtercd their flag OF stars,
Lilo A labarm Of light
Beyond the Tib"r, by Peters throne,
Beyond the hill Of Mars,
As those cdrr frccmen, through every Zone
| Carried their eagle, on ouisprcad wings
And blaIonod > J.. - rs.
VII.
| Say then q poet when sagss
shall anew the tale relate.
Not for a thousand asc>
Was a Ettlr baltic great;
Yea wriie besides on your pages
| With an adaInantinc pen,
| Not for million ages
| May such baltic be fought again
| VIII.
| Remembering what our statesman sah,
That tho blood OF your fathers nay not have been shed
| For Humankind IN VAIN.
| In with your tablets TO grace the doadl
| And while YOU hang them, let great London hear
| Little BOstOn's Civilizations;
| Lot all nations far and near;
| Lot sacred Italy and Sualn,
Norway, denmark, and tho men
We love in Germany and France
| Rejoice at this days doings Then
| Advance y6 furnre goncrauons,''
| And lead the worlds advanced
Il. W. PARSONS.
| Words Of Webster.