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That bri"lit meJalliou in its ocean frame, 



'I'hat pn'eralri "I Ihe deep, where, s'noc lliat mom 



W.t, iearnins!, ch>queiice, hi.ve all been b»rn ; 



Ave— Irom tlial Islo came the first gleam <il light 



That broke the darluicss of the aje ol night, 



■Twas but a ray— the Inrhnis Norllimen came, 



•\nd soon ai'ain was lost the feeble (lime — 



JM„_'twas not (o.«r— extinguished for a while, 



It was re-lighted in Creat liritain's Isle, 



Then came the affo on which, in afler days. 



The Ihouahls uf man turned backward in amaie, 



Tlie time when bi^'otry and glory ran 



Their curses ennil in the soul of man; 



When kniL'lithood donned the helmet, shield and brand, 



Vor deaih or vici> ly in the Ilidy Land— 



When (,'hrislcndom Us hosts on hosts engaged, 



To win the tomb wherein Iho Christ wi ' • 



:s fiid. 



And now, even now. wbcn we turn back the page 

 And read the glowing history of that age— 

 Its warlike c(nirnge and fanatic zeal, 

 Us stern devotion for the (,'liristian weal. 

 To llie mind's eye a pieluia} of that lime, 

 Gorgeous in gold— in energy sublime- 

 Seems spread abroad.-we mark the troops advance— 

 We see the charging steed, the crashing lance. 

 The Rliltering shield, the cuirass gleaming bright, 

 The gold-wrought banner flaming in the light. 

 The picture wnlens— mighty hosts are seen, 

 Kin''s, Knights and Barons, all in glittering sheen, 

 Arele'ading' onward to the tented plain, 

 Their tens of (liousands. who shall ne'er again 

 See merry Iviglaild, Krance or fair r.orr..ine ! 

 The rush of moving steeds— the claiig ot slee I— 

 The sharp quick word, to march, to hall, to ui.eel, 

 Seems to be heard, and, as llie troops pass by, 

 Imaeinatioii swells their bailie cry — 

 •• God wilU— God wills!"— but never, never more. 

 Shall Ihaloreat host e'er tread their native shore . 

 Swept from the earlh.'hy the fierce Moslem bands, 

 'Vheir bones shall whitiiii on those Eastern sands. 



The picture changes — armies vast, again, 

 Are seen assembled on llie Paynim plain— 

 There Hhilip, with the chivalry of Trance, 

 Is seen as forth llie elillering lines advance, 

 \n.l F.n-land-s myriads— "hat proud knightly form 

 Leads on their banners to the bailie storm ? 

 Richard, the Lion-hearted.— nobl^- name 

 .Ne'er swelled the proud noles of the trump ol t.irne- 

 ll even now, illumines with ils blaze. 

 The sombre page that marks IhoBC gloomy days. 



The Islam bands and Christain troops advance. 

 The Moslpm sabre meets the gleaming lance. 

 The clang of ringing arms, the yell of rage 

 Swell to the skies as the fierce hosts engage 

 in the hot hatlle— derperaie is Ihe stnle— 

 Not waged for Freedom, Liberty, or Life— 

 But evenly thrust and every blow is given, 

 To win a' Paynim, or a Christian Heaven ! 

 Such was that linlv— or unholy strife — 

 Years— years of blood, vast sacrifice of life 

 Marked that sad age of glory and of gloom 

 When bl'oit rage sent millions to the tomb! 

 What were the laurels— what did viclory yield 

 or ..ood— save clory— on that blood-staineil held .' 

 js{„{i,jna!_aye,' nothing!— But a beacon flame 

 On history's heishts, as ages onward came, 

 Was left to warn them that fanatic zeal. ^ 



Though glory mark ils course, aids not a nation s weal. 



When some lone ship is on broad ocean tossed, 

 By clouds encircled, and her reck'ning lost. 

 Mo star bv night, no beaming sun by day 

 ' To cheer'her f.irward on her walery way. 

 When o'er her deck the briny current flows, 

 .\mJ the worn sailor cannot know repose. 

 What iov, what gladness lightens up his soul. 

 When llie d.irk clnuds far in the distance roll, 

 When the briudit sun poijrs down his cheering ray. 

 And the wide' ocean glitters 'neatli the day ! 

 So joyed the world— the sombre ages o'er — 

 To see the lisht of Learning shine once mere. 

 Kroin the dark monkish celland cloistered dome, 

 Where, like a Vestal, she had found a home ; 

 Korlh Science came, clothed in perenni.il blooin, 

 Bursting Hie cerements of her living tomb. 



Then came the time, when art, with skill combined. 

 Bestowed on letters what Heaven gave to mind, 

 When Faust's bright name immortalized an age, 

 And man, astonished, /carti/ his printed page, 

 And vainly thought, so wild the lolly ran,' 

 Some demon mind had leagued itself with man ! 

 But a more liberal and enlighlencd hour 

 Soon dawned, and (Jenins (,wned the mighty power- 

 That Power— the People's friend— the Tyrant s dread-- 

 Thal Power— which Science o'er the Earth has spread ; 

 That Power— so clearly destined by its might 

 To keep the flame of learning always bright— 

 That mighty engine, whence the bolts arc hurled, 

 That battler down the follies of the world. 

 Shall live till Time destroys the scroll of Fame- 

 Shall live— oh Fai'st— immortal as thy name! 



Years roll'd along, and all the Arts improved, 

 Whole fleets and navies o'er the ocesn moved, 

 Man fearless launched lorth on the mighty deep. 

 Trusting a trembling wire his course to keep- 

 Wondrous discovery — how must Giri s soul, 

 When first his need'le pointed to the pole. 

 And varied not— have burned— what visions bright, 

 What glorious dicanis have visited his night! 

 Even to this hour, man's philosophic mi"''. 

 And deep research has wholly failed to hnd 



Why it is so— like the immortal fire 

 That warms the soul, that never can expire, 

 He knows it is — no further can he know-i- 

 'I'hus far he goes— no furilicr can he go ! 

 As wc the magnet view, wc almost leel 

 That an immortal soul endues the steel ; 

 .\nd trusting, where all trust should ever be- 

 lli the (Jreal God— the sailor roams the sea. 

 And, while it points its course o'er ocean's blue, 

 He asks no reason why the steel is true ! 



What change— what mighty change this simple wire 

 Touched with some essence of ethereal lire, 

 lias spread o'er earth- by it her larllic.st bound 

 Has been explored— by ll a world was found— 

 ■I'his broad, this spreading, glorious land.— our own 

 But ffir this silent guide had ne'er been known 

 Save to the savage. — He who balanced earlli. 

 When, in his wisdom, first he gave it birth. 

 Decreed the means, and formed a daring soul. 

 Unknowing fear, and careless of control. 

 And gave it vigor every ill to brave — 

 'J'o meet all danger on the boundless wave, 

 And when his lofty purpose once was pfnined, 

 ']'o seek, beyond the Weslerii main, a land. 

 'I'he power of men and elements combined. 

 To tluvan</(u; purpose could not move his mind. 

 With steadfast faith he left his native shore, 

 A boundless, unknown ocean to explore — 

 That ocean crossed- Columbus here untnrled 

 His flag as sovereign of this Western world ! 



Another scene on the great drama's page, 

 Another picture of another age, 

 Let us unfold. — Stern winter rules the year— 

 On a wild coast a pilgrim band appear— 

 Whence caiiie,vvhatsought they therein that dark hour; 

 Why- while heaven's tcmpcsls o'er their heads do low- 

 er — 

 Doth ■stern resolve— firm purpose, m-irk each eye. 

 As if Ihcir motlo wore—" We'll do, ur die!'' 

 'i'ho-e were onr fathers— to that spot they came. 

 To seek an alt.ir, and to light the flame 

 Of Iheir jiure faiih— driven from ^lioir own fair land 

 By dire oppression, to a lorcign strand, 

 There did they dwell, nor fear a Tyrant's rod— 

 There- as high Heaven inspired them— worship God ! 

 I,ct us ill Fancy's bright and blisslul dream. 

 Roll back, of human life the mighty stream 

 And mirk, by Jamestown's shore, the little band, 

 Who lelt their own to seek a freer land, 

 Or let us, 'mid that worn and weary flock 

 That friendless, houseless, stood on Plymouth rock. 

 But take our stand, and let ns note the years 

 or toil— of blood— despondency and tears. 

 That saw the budding of the mighty tree 

 Beneath whose shadow millions now are free — 

 And thank our God— tlleir God— who led them forth, 

 Who, in those frozen regions of the North, 

 And 'neaih the summer sky and blasting breath 

 Of breezes laden with disease and death. 

 Was their protector— let us praise His power, 

 Whose light shod radmnce o'er their ilarkest hour— 

 Who ledlhem onward, gave them greatness, fame, 

 Until the sires of millions they became ! 

 As soars our eagle in majestic fligiit, 

 T<nvcriiig. aye towering into Heaven's own light, 

 His wing°unliring on his onward sweep. 

 His flight as boundless as the boundless deep — 

 So, froln that pious, patriotic band. 

 Has spread the mighty empire of. onr land ! 



Cut pause we here— for, of those men of old. 

 The story has a thousand limes been told — 

 The mother to her danghlcr— sire to son, 

 Bv the bright lire-side when the day was done. 

 The Statesman's voice— the Poet's burning line 

 Have told the tale— be it no task of mine 

 A.'ain to tell it— for in every soul, 

 \Vhere llie pure lire of Freedom holds cinitrol, 

 In every nation where one ray of light. 

 From Freedom's sun illumes the Uespol's night. 

 Is known that story of our slern, bold sires. 

 And it shall live liU Time himself expires ! 



We've viewed the Past— by History's failhlul light 

 We've seen iliu risiiiLT d.ay- the setting iiighl. 

 With rapid vision lurncd from page to page, 

 And marked the lights and shades of many an age! 

 Now the broad Present spreads before our gaze— 

 The Sun of Science, in Ins noontide blaze. 

 Is beaming o'er us— Genius lends her power. 

 And Art and Learning rule the happy hour. 

 There is one change in this, our living ago 

 To mark oi'r deeds in history's future page— 

 One which, through all the years to cmiie shall stand, 

 'I'o crown the science of our glorious fand. 

 The eccentric blaze that Hashes o'er the sky, 

 When the air ilarkens and the storm is high, 

 By bold invention and tur{)aesing skill 

 Now bows, a subject, to the human will ; 

 Swifter titan ihoujht. the intense and subtle hre, 

 "I'o do man's biddTng flies along the wire ; 

 Old Time is conquered, distance is o'crthrown. 

 And N"Va Zembla joins the Torrid zone ! 

 Fame shall be his wh.ose searching mind has given 

 To man the power to wield the fire of Heaven. 

 And the old fables, which in legends run. 

 Of harnessing the horses of the sun. 

 Seem now no fables, since more wonileious lar 

 He yokes the lightning to his rapid car ! 

 Fame shall be his !— and when in future days 

 Philosophy her monument shall raise 

 To those Who, bravest, boldest in her cause. 

 Have curbed and bitfed Nature's subtlest laws, 



On the same tablet with our Franki.i.v's name. 

 Thine, Mukse, in blazing characters shall flame. 



What nmrks this era from all eras piisl ? 

 This age drives onward like a rushing blast, 

 Action— invention and iinproveiueul seem 

 To maik this era, ns •■ THK AoK, of stimbi," 

 By land or s<:a mankind are onward whirled, 

 By this vast power which has compressed the world. 

 Voyages to trijis— journeys to jaunts are turned. 

 And Jehu's rapid speed would now be spurned I 

 Navies (hat erst in majesty did sweep, ' 

 Urired by the winds of heaven, across the Jeep, 

 Nilvv, lilie black monsters of Erebean birth, 

 Sent to defy the powers of air and earth, 

 A'ciinst the wind— against the rushing tide. 

 Go, wheezing, bTiling, onward in their prldo ! 

 All' things are changing, and we almost rleeiil 

 We soon shall realize the brilliant dream 

 Of those Utopean minds, whose luring page 

 (;iow with the fancy of H ()c<yic< "i'C' 

 Since Mesmerism its wonders hath revealed, 

 And daily tells us what should be concealed. 

 And since Dagnerre can fix, en substance, shade. 

 And beauteous jiictures are of snnlieams made 

 We scarce can doubt some schemer soon will lind 

 A way by which man may Dagurreotypc the inind ! 



But, to be serious, thanks we owe to Heaveii_, 

 For all the blessings which to us are given ! 

 Onr land is blessed— our vast, our spreading land, 

 With peace and plenty— science, hand in lianrl 

 With toiling industrv, moves on ils way, 

 And Uie broad landscape glows wiili inlellecUial day. 



Those glowing arts, Ihe pride of many an age. 

 That spread llieir brightness o'er the soinbre page 

 Of all past Time— that History's path illume- 

 That ca=t a li'dil e'en o'er the darksome tomb, 

 Here amon-sl us, a dwcllini place have found. 

 And -^hed their cheering influ^mce all around. 

 The pencil, of all arts the magic vvand 

 is wielded iiere by many a master haml. 

 The kindred harm, o'er the ; olished sl.enc. 

 Traces with truth the painter's mimic scene, 



\nd that grand art, best to Italia known 



Now owns otir brethren somiwhat near her throne ; 



And. when the history of this age appears. 



After the lanse of time— Ihe death ol years, 



Hi"h on the scroll, amid the Artist bano 



ShSll PowKKs and Grkknough with Thorwalds- 

 iiicN Stand ! 



The Artist's pencil ! oli the enchanting spell 

 That dwells within that hand which wields it well . 

 Go to yon mountain, mark the gorgeous west 

 In all lis splendid evening drapery drest— 

 Turn to the East— lar o'er yon plain is borne 

 A storm-cloud by ihe vivid lightning torn. 

 While all ils western edge is dazzling bright 

 As if, by sunbeams, it were lined with light- 

 Oh 'lis a olorious scene— in rapture .".aze, 

 'Tis fadinl-fading-now, has ceased to blaze 

 The evening sun— 'Tis gone and all is grey, 

 Us beaillies have, forever, passed away . 

 The artist can revive that scene once more, 

 And all its shade and glowing light restore ; 

 Th" ma"ie imwer to liim alone is given 

 Thus to°replace whafJ'ime from earth has riven. 



See bending— weeping o'er that sculplered urn 

 That widowed form— she dolh a being mourn 

 Who 'mid the tide of rushing life, she chose 

 To share her pleasures, and to soothe her woes. 

 She weeps— but, weeping, gazi's— finds relicl, 

 And a sad happiness e'en marks her griel ; ^ 

 What doth she gaze on '; Bless the Arti.-t s slvlli . 

 'Tis the rcscmbl.iMce that death cannot kill— 

 'Tis the loved lorm which, living shall no more 

 Greet her uniil she renches that bright shore 

 Where all earth's loved ones who have passed away 

 Again shall meet, at Heaven's appointed day. 



We're a proud people— and we're proud of ritiht! 

 We boast— and well we m.iy— Time in his flight 

 Has never seen a Nation spread in power 

 As ours has widened since Its natal hour.-- 

 Since first our Fathers sought tins Western strand 

 And one Iriil vessel bore the little band. ^ 

 Now lea.Mies on leagues the heaving ocean s roar 

 Comes bursting on onr broad Atlantic shore. 

 V/here Commerce dwells— I'rcnn thence to every sea. 

 Is borne the glorious banner of the !■ ree. 

 Thence far— far Westward may our eagle ity 

 Beneath the arching of his native sky. 

 And, though a nestling by tlio ..ccan s loam 

 He. on the Rocky Mountains, finds a home. 



Wi-'itf V r.BEAT PEOPLE— while the silken band 

 That binds the Union of this happy land 

 Uemains unbroken, we no dread may leel 

 Of foreign influence or of foreign slee — 

 We may contemn the bolls against us hurled- 

 Throw down ouu gauntlet, aki) ri^vv ihe 



WORl.U ! 



For ihe Farmer's i\!onl!ily Visitor. 

 The Priiitiag Press of rratiklin. 

 Amori- tlie leceiit tuiailion lo llie iiitmemuH 

 afticles of iiif.Mest tit li.e trallery ot the iNJationti 

 Institute at VViisliiiijr'oH, '« the pmilin- press ol 

 Betijntiiiii Franklin, us.A l.y litn.selt at me city 

 of Piiila.leli.hia soon after his arrival iliere, ami 

 before he was appointed the colonial a-ent ot the 



