The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1917-01-04

Exciting youth and grey haired sire,
While, stronger, fiercer, burned the fire
Of Liberty in each patriots breast.
And ere they went their way to rest
They voted midst the loud applause
To rear pole in freedoms cause.
Stout men piled their axes well
And in the woods tall pine iell.
Twas slender, straight and fair.
And when 1t stood erect in air
Rang out peaing volley there
Resembling far DER hill and dale
While lightly upward curled the smoke
And the echoes IN each silent vale
The death-like silence broke.
Joyously they danced around it,
With evergreens and flowers they bound it,
Feeble men with locks of gray
Saluted it at break of day,
Children young and maidens fair
All reJolceo to see ii there.
But up from the cleaning bay
A schooner comes in war array.
Her anchor dropped beneath the tide
In the river she doth lightly ride.
A boat Is lowered, quickly manned,
And pulls in swiftly to the land,
And as her keel CRATES on the shore
Out leaps the gallant captain-Moore.
What! Rebels are We! Well, by my soul,
Where are they who raised that poe?"
Then said the captain with frown,
"Be who they may it must come down."
But the people stood spel-bound,
Spoke not uttered not sound.
Again did the people of the town
Meet together; silently every one
Listened to the speaker, who thus begun:
what! Shall it then come down,
That pole; shall we change our song to woe?"
And loud rang out their answer, "No"
ssThep Let the Dews he nuick cODvayed
That other towns may bring us aid.
Tomorrow is the Sabbath day
And when to church you wend your way
Let each have ready sword or gun,
For manly deeds may soon be DONE"
Uneasiiy sat the captain on his seat
In church. Intense the heat,
And through the windows opened wide
He saw gathering at the river side
Little groups of armed men.
A desperate leap he made then
Through the window by his side
And reached his boat upon the tide.
The bullets all did miss their mark
And unframed he reached his bark.
Then sails were spread to fav'ring gale
The anchor swung upon the rail.
And as she sailed along the shore
1t echoed with her guns fierce roar,
Till with the deep'ning shades of night
Ended this bloodless fight.
Returned the men who'd followed far
The schooner till each tapering spar,
The low dark hull, the snowy sail
Were hidden by the nights dark veil
Now YEARLY homeward the patriots come,
Snoudering each his trusty gun,
Through the woods with heightened stride
They come Up the rivers side.
Then from DER valley and rocky steep
Ere the STARTLING echOas sank tO Sleep
Came sturdy men all through the night
Till they mustered in the mornings light
A goodly band. To their slender store
Of bullets the women glad gave Ger
Their pewter dishes from the pantry wall
And spent the night in running ball,
While with their breath the children famed
The fire to aid their native land.
The sun had risen above the hill
And shed it's rays on the stream SO still
When a sloop glided from the land
And on her crowded deck did stand
Full three score men, gallant band,
With sweep and sail they onward go
In pursuit of the fleeing foe.
Upon the bay with dropping sail
The schooner lay, and Ger the rail
Her drowsy sailors nodded at the deep
To spectre fishes; some fast asleep
Within the broad and cooling shade
The lofty spread of canvas made.
The wrinkled sails to her tall spars chung
While straight down her gay flag hung.
There was not wind enough to trace
dimple in old oceans face.
No warning had they of the pending blow
AS onward came the patriot foe.
Obrien, leader of the gallant band,
The tiller held in steady hand.
Full on the quarter of the startled foe,
With quick ming speed the sloop did 90
With dead ming crash, but ere the sound
Was heard. leaped with gallant bound
A brave man on the schooners deck,
While the sloop with no grapnell to check
Her onward course drifted some yards away
And both lay motioniess on the CLASSY bav.
The enemy's bullets at his breast had sped
Ere the lone patriot could tu-n his head.
They charged upon him. but in the tide
He plunged and gained unframed his vessels
side
Again with quickening motion
The vessels moved Ger the sleeping ocean
While the boarders with watchful eye
Impatient stand as they draw nigh.
Ready each with fork and gun.
Then when together the vessels lay
Calamity the deck they won.
Sweeping madly on their way.
Bravely on the blood stained planks
Stood the foe. with broken ranks,
Calamity they fought and we'll,
Fought until their captain fell,
Then ended the murd'rous fray,
And as bleeding on the deck he lay
A tear came trickling from his eye
As his blood-red banner from on high
Came floating down and the victors cheer
Rent the air both far and near
The Stars and Stripes are flying now
On MargaI eta, and her PROV
Heads shoreward, with gentle gale
That barely fills each snowy sail,
While on each headland and rocky height
The people cheer the welcome sight.
When the victors reach the land
Warmly grasped is every hand
OF that tired and dauntless band.