Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1896-06-26


Their crests were crowned with lurid fame
the hot guns fiery breath,
And through the fertile valley and DER the
verdant hill
Swept the sh adow woetul, awful OF the all
destroy er Death.
Three days their cannon Numbered In the
wheattield splashed with blood,
On Round Tops rlven summit shot swept
from side to side,
In the hell of Bloody Angle closing broken
ranks they stood
And dercely fought like heroes ana like
men grandly died.
Three days their cannon numbered Through
out the 'leagured North
Men pressed white lips together and W eep
ing women prayed
That the strong arm OF the God OF Battles be
put forth,
The foes OF Freedom smitten and the tide
of warfare stayed.
Three weary days of fear and hope, OF tears,
OF prayer appraised,
When Il people groaned in agony upon
wars cruel rack; 49,, ... .,..,,,,..
Then like trumpet note the cry outrang
"NOw God be praised!
Lee is routed, Lee is routed! They have
rolled his armies back.
To laughter fear gave way and men looked in
each others eyes
Exultant rs from steeples clang ed the good
news DER the land
And cheers drowned wOmen's weeping,
widows, mothers, sisters cries
For those who tell in flame and smoke
where Freedom made her stand
To those who tell at Gettysburg what honor
can we pay
In stone or bronze? greater need their
heroism needs
Upon the graves OF Freedoms dead what
chaplet can we lay
OF partial verse or burning speech an
worthy OF their deeds;
No greater glory theirs who clasped the cross
unto the breast
And mid the torturng flames their eyes up
.itted to the sky
Than theirs who to the smoking mouths OF
blackened cannon pressed
At Gettysburg, that Liberty might live con-
tent TO die.
My Country, loved of noble SONS, their mon.
ument art thou!
For thee they braved the storm of death,
tor thee they fought and fell
That Freedoms heavenly light might shine
forever on thy brow
And never pale It's holy flame. My country,
guard il well.
And fear not o, my native land, Columbia
fair and free,
with sons like those whose hero souls fear
nothing more than shame,
While at thine affairs Justice, Truth and Viz
tue, Vestgls three,
Feed freedoms lamp fear not lest Time ex'
ungulsh Freedoms flame.
But bark, a cry OF discomfort: "Truth from
the world has fed;
"NO more the love OF Freedom stirs as i'll
the hearts OF old.
"ManhoOd and civic honor have persisted
with the dead,
"And upon a recreant people mas fallen the
curse of gold,
"Greeds eats into the nations heart; she
walks expressions way;
"The poor are bending to the earth beneath
weight OF wrong,
"The sword OF Justice tails to smite; Injustice
hOldeth sway,
"Wealth reap- the fruit OF Toll and Toll the
scourge and prison thong
"Woe, woe upon that people who have
turned them rom the Lord.
"Who have made OF God Il mockery, placed
Evil on the throne
"For against the day of vengeance the wrath
OF God j. stored;
"They shall eXpiate in bitter tears, in bloc
shall they atone
Jehovah holds the future in the hollow of his
Out from his grasp like cleaning grains the
golden ccnturic- dow.
The purpose OF the Infinite we cannot under
stand,
The outcome OF the ages we, finite, may not
know.
But with the eye OF faith we may the course
OF centuries see,
The better ever following good, obedient to
the law
stature OF the iree
Has drawn mankind with steady force ana
evermOre must draw.
\. up the shining sands the silver sea in
food-tide cieeps.
As in each toaming toray higher sim the
white waves climb,
So man in each SucCec ing age IN restless
movement sweeps
Forever higher, higher up the wrecks trown
coast OF Time.
Men grow not worse bat better. It's the evil
that decays,
The false that falls in ruins and marks the
worlds advance.
And as sod lives shall Freedom live and out
A nober fame from whose tair spires
Hopes golden beams shall glance.
And thou, my country. CROWN OF cruel
mnrtvrdOm- endured
Through centuuesot darkness, child of cen.
turtles of wrong,
Dream OF noble men tor conscience sake in
dungeons dark lmmUrrd,
By tyrant-hatiug poets sung in brave
prophetic song,
Hast thou thy sacred trust betrayed: Hast
thou Thy blrthreht sold:
Have they who with the dead withstOOd the
battles biood.red tide
Surrendered honor glory 20 the lust for vel
For poltage bartered all tor which their
martyred brothers died;
It's false. They snake theelN, Columbia,
promised thy fall
When slavery curse was on thee blight
upon thy land,
\ ct how swiftly sprang thy sons to armsTat
Freedoms trumpet eau,
How freely lald they down their lives ut
Liberty, comm and.
From mountain heights where Freedom her
eternal vigil keeps,
From wind-biown prairie rolling wide to
Freedom dedicate,
From scacOast where above the angry storm
that landward sweeps
The sea gun needless OF the gale cries
shrilly to his mate,
They came. the common people, unknown
unnoticed men,
Gave the lie to coward calumny and babe
the slHnderers cease;
In blood shed DER unnumbered fields they
pledge thy future then
When from the waste OF war they pluclled
the perfect flower OF peace.
And II on Freedoms ark shall fall again the
hand prOtaue,
Once more shall rise in majesty the dark
hosts of thy sons
And once again from mountain lands and DER
the level plain
Shall ring the song OF Freedom to the