The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1891-09-19

ION the Fourth OF July, 1891 as Mr., and Mrs
IL. II. Brady, OF Chesapeake City, Maryland.
were crossing the ocean on the steamship Fries
land a proposition made to celebrate the
day. Rev. ohm Love. Jr., OF Philadelphia, being
asked 20 contribute to the programme, in short
time. produced the following poem):
AS the days OF lilies pilgrimage swiftly pass by,
There are names, there are deeds can never
let die.
Held in tender affection and cherished in thought
The deeds Of the gods tabled story doth tell
And we feel as we read them mystical spell,
Bat far dearer than annals of Greece or OF Rome
Are the tales OF our nation, our country our home
II is well that VIC bring into halIowed review
The red-letter days which our fathers went thro ,
That VIC trace IN tie pathway their footsteps
have srOd
Their devotion, their !eal ana the blessing of God
Can we ever refuse place in memory dear
To the name and the deed Of the brave Paul
Revere.
The ride at the midnight by village and farm
As he secretly sounded that dreaded alarm.
The tales dear in childhood, are loved by us still,
Of Lexington, Concord and famed Bunker Hill
And we think as before US our flag is unlurled,
OF the shots which tuen fired have been heard
round the world.
And now we speed DER the wave and the
foam,
Each moment more distant from loved ones and
home,
Though their voices we hear not, our hearts make
reply
And we share in their JOY on this Fourth OF July
Thrice glorious the day when the old bell rang
out.
Thrice glorious the day. when the peoples glad
shout
Proclaimed that America hencelorth should be
home Tor the oppressed and the land OF the
tree.
What rich blessings have crowned through the
swift flowing years,
How the favor OF Heaven in each epoch appears
n nor in fri a
With no blight, with no blot is her iair emblem
stained.
In our annals are names We may boast OF to-day
Our Washington, Jefferson, Webster ant Clay,
Nor could We do Justice III eulOgieS scaut
To Sherman and Sheridan, Lincoln and Grant.
How sacred a boon do their memories prove,
How they lre our ambition and waken our love,
While they rest from their labUrS, their names
still shall be
To their kindred and nation priced legacy.
While around US the waters, above us the blue,
To the land that we love tura our hearts fond and
true;
And we sing as we ride DER the bllowy wave,
OF the star-spanged flag and the home Of tie
brave.
To the God Of the nations all praises belong,
To Him let us nTiug adora ton and song;
HIS power we confess, and his blessings we own,
From his iOOtStOol we lit tributes glad to His
throne.
., long the dear land of our love may he bless,
May He shield US from evil from slight and
distress,
May righteousness, honor and equity reign
From ocean to ocean, from Texas to Maine.
And when for US all the lttc-voyage shall cease,
May we anchor 1t last IN the heaven OF peace
Where no hight shades are known and no sea
pillows roll,
May we rest from our tolls in the home OF the
soul.
And there as the ages increasingly move,
The freedom o! Sons OF the King shall prove;
And Ger Us forever The banner shall wave,
OF the Christ, crowned and sceptred the Mighty
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Others may We join with the glorious throng,
And with chorus of angels the rdpturous songr
May none who to-day i'll our festal-lOys share,
Miss the triumph ami bliss OF the saints over
there.