The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1889-06-06

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To thai darh vale where turhid Ictnc rolls
II WaNc~ IN silence ocr our cuinradee' souls,
We bring TINS haloWed exc the laurel crown,
Proud cnlh!cm OF the hcro's lust rcnoWn.
We deck.thc SPOT where steep our honorcd brave,
Whose likelihood freedom to Il nation gave;
Then lightly tread, ami let Us murmur there
The silent wishes of um earnest prayer,
lille to their lonely, humble bed we bring
The bursting buds and brightest flowers of spring
q may those flowers their sweetest fragrance sled
\nd slowly wtler oer our patriot dead;
With Us, Kind nature drops the silent tear,
And Weavts her 2arlalrd~ each returning year,
Long may this moulntuI tu~tom gid the gloom,
Which hovcrs o'cr their graves with sable plume.
When treason river burst It's southern banks,
1t dashed iii vain against their scrried ranks.
The hardened warrior and thc tender youth,
Their bosoms barred to serve tie cause Of truth;
When foes at home and foreign de-pots frowncd,
Their dcuthless deeds the cause of justice crowned
The battles charge and darksom prison walls
They nc'tr WUud dread if duty SttrnlV calls
The Oluodhound's bay TOO oft their funeral kncll,
With no dear friend to hear their last farewell;
Their Zones stiil bleaching In the glen and glade
nculiucd, and tllcil last sad rites unpatI
No halloWod ,jirgc was sung above the earth,
That drank their blood n giving freedom birth
No mothers love or gentle sisters tear
To southc the anguish OF their closed career;
That patriot purpose served no private end,
Ihey asked no title save "a nations friend
O taliru soldier. now 4 nations pride,
We II sound thy praises as the season. glide,
This lnourniul lay recalling scenes 50 drcar,
Stii shali We haii with SORROW year by year
ihat binds thee to my comrades who remain
The flowers Of spring We'll place above thy breast,
And mark with llags Thy final place of rest.
That Nag bright emblem of a hundred years
OF freedom through heroes blood and tears
More glorious still its starry folds shall wave,
Above the turf which marks each humble grave.
The polished marble and the stately urn
May grace the spot where Kings their incense burn,
Bat living heroes need no martial scene
/ To keep the memory of their comrades green;
Each lingering tear which >ileni g"icf distils,
Embams their yalor and the bosom thrills.
. may those tears each human heart explore,
And fall from eyes that never Wept before;
On that foundation shall their fame he reared,
Adorcd 10y patriots and by traitors feared
That fame through future ages yet shall run,
Transmitted by each loyal sire to son.
Sleep on brave soldier! through the cypress tree
we see the sdmmerng light which speaks of thee.
For angel hands display through gates aar,
To Us the beauty of IL brighter star,
Whose glory yet shall cheer the tlcCting soul,
And guide it upward to its heavenly goal.
| Long may the bay leaves of the poets lays,
| Adorn the tributes offered in thy praise
| And like the last notes of the diving swan,
| Increase in sweetness as the Years roll
| Miss lIaney received prolonged applause.
The I.inconville Band played fine selection.
| Rev. Q. II. Shinn, the orator of the evening,
was then introduced and spoke for an hour and
quarter. The speaker said he was pleased to
| be the guest of Post II. In 1873 he united with
| Post ~ in Massachusetts, and subsequently, be-
came a member of Post ~ in New Hampshire
| The speaker said the cause of the late war was
slavery, and he recited many thrilling incidents
| of slave life. Mr.. Shinn was born in Virginia
| and was member of the Sd regiment in thai
state. He said these annual gatherings on Me
mortal day We're to make the younger genera
tions know something of what their father.
and brothers went through. 70 the veteran,
the wal was vivid reality. lie drew a vivit
picture of the close of hostilities when the wal
curtain dropped with the surrender of Lee
army lie said the Union heart would hay,