Abbildungen der Seite
PDF
EPUB

-

six months past, out of a political servitude and built a bridge to go dry-shod over the which was fast growing to a civil and social Red Sea, instead of wetting their sandals by bondage. We frankly avow our belief in entering upon the path that the Almighty had this, as the only explanation, of why we have opened for them through the parted waters not again and again miscarried in this crisis if, we say, some unhappy creature shall of our national life. There was wanting for insist upon wasting a half-hour in that way, many months both among the people and let it be wasted, and then have done with their leaders, forethought, foresight, and him and it. If there be any thing that by faith, and hardly a week has passed when, common consent of all men of all sections as we look back upon it, it is not marvellous and of all parties can be borne no longer, it is in our eyes that we were not overwhelmed the men and the measures that propose now by irrevocable disaster. But neither lies, to get out of our national troubles in any nor treachery, nor thieft, nor treason, nor other way than by fighting out. The nation imbecility, nor cowardice, nor want of wis- wish to see the position neither played nor dom, nor public nor private villainy have paltered with, neither delayed nor dallied prevailed against the good cause; but we with; but they do wish to see, first, every have gone on from victory to victory, over act of the President thus far in the war made compromises, concessions, delays, complica- legal, where that is a necessary formality; tions, and frauds, till at length a people, and then they want men and money prohitherto divided, uncertain, timid, and un-vided for use not for a show on paper, not comprehending, have risen, as one man, with reference to something to be done in with eyes anointed, and minds newly opened, the future, not in case of certain contingenand have shaken themselves free from all cies, not with regard to some possible supsigns of lethargy and doubt with the will and posititious potentiality-but for use, now. În strength of an aroused and angry giant. these three little words lie, in the people's But as hitherto we had failed to see that we minds at this moment, great force and meanwere about to enter upon a new and momen- ing. They want movement. Waiting, betous epoch in our history, as we had failed yond a certain point, is not in accordance to understand the character of that epoch, with the Northern character. It is only let us at least be sure, now that we are sur- south of Mason and Dixon's line that they rounded by the light of the new day, that we have patience and leisure to wait for viginstumble, and blunder, and are blind no tial crops. Northern staples grow and are longer. We trust that Congress needs no harvested in a year. The North believes word of admonition and advice, for its mem- that the present crop of treason is ripe bers are fresh from the people, and under-enough to cut down, and it thinks the cradles stand the purpose and spirit by which they are governed. If those gentlemen carry with them one positive and fixed idea to Washington, it is, we trust, and we believe, not only that the day of compromise, but the day even of a talk of compromise, has passed away forever. The less talk of any kind during the present session of Congress the better; but talk of that sort is absolutely intolerable, and not to be endured. If there shall be here and there some poor fool-poor fools are always about everywhere-who shall insist upon offering and reading his notable plan-plan as notable and timely as an essay upon the probable advantage it would have been to the Hewbrews to have waited

in hand are enough, at least, to begin the harvest, and they are resolved that there shall be no unnecessary delay.

Such is the duty of Congress-to provide ample means in men and money for immediate use. We do not meddle with details; we do not presume to advise them how to go to work, what sequence and direction to give to their labors, but we beg them to recognize the great fact that the nation they represent is to renew its life, or that liberty and self-government on this continent are to come to a sudden end before this year is out; and the people think it is about time something decisive was done about it.-Tribune, 4 July.

THE seventh volume of "Documents and Correspondence," written or dictated by Napoleon I., is just out from the imperial press, and contains the emanations of that great mind from

February, 1801, to August, 1802. At this rate the probable estimate of the whole collection cannot be less than thirty volumes.

THE OLD COUPLE.

Ir stands in a sunny meadow,
The house so mossy and brown,
With its cumbrous old stone chimneys,
And the gray roof sloping down.

The trees fold their green arms around it,
The trees, a century old;
And the wind goes chanting through them,
And the sunbeams drop their gold.

The cowslips spring in the marshes,
And the roses bloom on the hill;
And beside the brook in the pastures
The herds go feeding at will.

The children have gone and left them,
They sit in the sun alone!
And the old wife's cars are failing,

As she harks to the well-known tone

That won her heart in her girlhood,

That has soothed her in many a care, And praises her now for the brightness Her old face used to wear.

She thinks again of her bridal

How, dressed in her robe of white, She stood by her gay young lover In the morning's rosy light.

Oh, the morning is rosy as ever,

But the rose from her cheek is fled; And the sunshine still is golden,

But it falls on a silvered head.

And the girlhood dreams, once vanished,
Come back in her winter time,
Till her feeble pulses tremble

With the thrill of spring-time's prime. And looking forth from the window,

She thinks how the trees have grown, Since, clad in her bridal whiteness,

She crossed the old doorstone.

Though dimmed her eye's bright azure, And dimmed her hair's young gold; The love in her girlhood plighted

Has never grown dim nor old.

They sat in peace in the sunshine,
Till the day was almost done;
And then, at its close, an angel
Stole over the threshold stone.

He folded their hands together—

He touched their eyelids with balm; And their last breath floated upward, Like the close of a solemn psalm.

Like a bridal pair they traversed
The unseen, mystical road,
That leads to the beautiful city,
"Whose builder and maker is God."

Perhaps in that miracle country

They will give her lost youth back;

And the flowers of a vanished spring-time, Will bloom in the spirit's track.

One draught from the living waters

Shall call back his manhood's prime; And eternal years shall measure

The love that outlived time.

But the shapes that they left behind them,
The wrinkles and silver hair,
Made holy to us by the kisses

The angel had printed there,

We will hide away 'neath the willows,
When the day is low in the west;
Where the sunbeams cannot find them,
Nor the winds disturb their rest.
And we'll suffer no telltale tombstone,
With its age and date, to rise
O'er the two who are old no longer,
In the Father's house in the skies.

DAY-DREAMS.

I, OFTEN lying lonely, over seas,

At ope of day, soft-couched in foreign land, Dream a green dream of England; where young

trees

Make murmur, and the amber-striped bees

To search the woodbine through, a busy band, Come floating at the casement, while new tanned

And tedded hay sends fresh on morning breeze Incense of sunny fields, through curtains fanned

With invitations faint to Far-away.
So dreaming, half-awake, at ope of day,

Dream I of daisy greens, and village pales,
And the white winking of the warmèd may
In blossomy hedge, and brown oak-leaved
dales,

And little children dear, at dewy play,
Till all my heart grows young and glad as they;
And sweet thoughts come and go, like scented

gales

Through an open window when the month is

gay.

But often, wandering lonely, over seas,
At shut of day, in unfamiliar land,
What time the serious light is on the leas,
To me there comes a sighing after case

Much wanted, and an aching wish to stand
Knee-deep in English grass, and have at hand
A little churchyard cool, with native trees,
And grassy mounds thick laced with ozier
band,

Wherein to rest at last, nor further stray.
So, sad of heart, muse I, at shut of day,

On safe and quiet England; till thought ails To an inward groaning deep, for fields fed gray With twilight, copses thronged with nightin

gales, Home-gardens, full of rest, where never may Come loud intrusion; and, what chiefly fails My sick desire, old friendships fled away. I am much vext with loss. Kind memory lay My head upon thy lap, and tell me tales Of the good old time, when all was pure and

gay!

-All the Year Round.

[merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][ocr errors][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][merged small][ocr errors][merged small]

SHORT ARTICLES.-Teaching of the Church, 288. Bold Title for a Book, 290. What They are Fighting for What They have lost, 292. The Contemptible Yankees, 294. [There is something in this article worthy of attention. Some of the "Yankees" carried their " peace at all price "so far as to have deceived the other side. The chivalry did not start this war suddenly; they began seven years ago, and felt their way: at first they used force in Kansas. As some people bore this very patiently the chivalry proceeded to knock down in his seat and beat nearly to death a Massachusetts Senator. And as some people bore this patiently, nay cheerfully, there was certainly no reason to think they would not bear any thing else.] Romeo Coates, 298. Meteorological Instruments, 305. Population of European Cities, 305. The Value of Opposition, 312. Polly the Porter, 320. Affairs at West Point, 320. A Compliment to the North, 320.

1

Last week we gave the patriotic article of Dr. Breckenridge of Kentucky. Half this number is filled by Mr: Everett's able Oration. Next week we shall publish an Oration delivered by a descendant of the only man in whom Washington rested unlimited confidence-John Jay. The Orator is worthy of his great ancestor. We hope to print afterward, the excellent Letter-stirring the heart like a trumpet-of a Kentucky patriot -"faithful among the faithless "-to whom we owe much of the opportunity of fighting for the National existence-Joseph Holt.

PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY BY

LITTELL, SON, & CO., BOSTON.

For Six Dollars a year, in advance, remitted directly to the Publishers, the LIVING AGE will be punctually forwarded free of postage.

Complete sets of the First Series, in thirty-six volumes, and of the Second Series, in twenty volumes, handsomely bound, packed in neat boxes, and delivered in all the principal cities, free of expense of freight, are for sale at two dollars a volume.

ANY VOLUME may be had separately, at two dollars, bound, or a dollar and a half in numbers.

ANY NUMBER may be had for 13 cents; and it is well worth while for subscribers or purchasers to complete any broken volumes they may have, and thus greatly enhance their value.

THE LADY GRACE.

I was the keeper's base-born son, Stock, root, and branch, were baseSo God forgive me if I gazed

Too fondly on her face!

My homespun coat became me well,
My blood was clean-no more-
She taught my blushing blood to mock
The coat my fellows wore;
I hung aloof, a thing of shame,
Heart-haunted by her noble name.

She was the daughter of the Earl;
But, spite the path she trod,
I saw sweet meaning in the smiles
She threw to every clod;
The bitter lie of hope illumed
The path I trod alone :-
Poor fool! to trust the smile a queen
Dispenses from her throne,-
To trust the gentleness which meant
The scornful pride of old descent.

I said, "I deem her noble birth
Too weak to sneer me down;
God gave the privilege of hope
Alike to king and clown."
False creed! For ill befall the fool
Who leaves his lawful ground,
To question and infringe the laws
His betters warrant sound.
False creed, and bitter!-In the street
Her carriage splashed me head to feet.

I said, "The English Adam looks
Alike from all our eyes;
His lineage is of God, he made
This Custom king of lies;

My lofty lady, like the rest,

Is made of common earth;"—

I spoke in heat, yet could not choose But love her noble birth!

Oh, hollow cheat! I could not dare But love the height that made her fair.

I might have spoken-I was bold;
But all that made me base
Came crimson from the heart to brand
My father in my face;

Sneer as I might at hollow rule,
She sat too high above,
And I adored the noble birth

That shut me out from love.

I could not dare, O high-born maid,
Pilfer the shrine at which I prayed!

But I, who loved her, broke the laws
The world is right to frame-
Better for both my love was crushed
Beneath her honored name!

The world was wise, it joined us not,
To live as slave to slave,

It spared the kiss that would have shamed
Her Norman kinsman's grave.
The world was wise, I say, to hide
Me in her pity and her pride.

Thank God, my tale was never told
In my high-born lady's ear!
Thank God! her lips were never curled
To kill me with a sneer!

And thank Him, too, who willed so well
This love should die alone,
That she I worshipped never moved
A step from off her throne,

To mock my pitiful estate,

And curse it with a gift too great.

Such love dies out with youthful blood-
Mine did, I know, at last;

And now her face shines dimly, half
Forgotten in the past.

I took a wife, a sharp-tongued jade,
With vulgar wants and joys;
But one who knew the woman's knack
Of rearing girls and boys.
Not fair-a girl undowered and base,
With something human in her face.

The high-born dame has charms no more
For others or for me.

Her face is seamed with fifty years,

And mine with fifty-three;

They bought and sold the girl for all
Her noble name was worth,
And she has searcely learned to bless
Her beauty or her birth.

A child of hers was given away
To twenty thousand pounds to-day.
-Welcome Guest.

THREE TIMES.
FIRST time I saw my Love, my eyes
Were gladdened with a sweet surprise;
There woke a thought that never dies,
That bright June morning.

A vision, fairly clad in white,
Dawned softly, freshly on my sight,
And in her hand were roses bright-
June roses pure from speck or blight,
My Love's adorning !

Last time I saw my Love, she lay
All pale, all silent, cold as clay;
The light of life had died away;

Oh, sad and sweet last time!
And still she wore a robe of white,

And on her pillow, lightly prest, And in the hand that lay at rest, Solemnly on her peaceful breast, Were roses-buds not opened quiteGathered before their prime.

A tender care had laid them there;
But my dead Love was far more fair.
Next time I see my Love, I know
A glorious garment white as snow,
On which no stains of earth can show-
A garment meet for heaven-
Will robe the form I long to see;
My angel-love, who waits for me,
And holds a palm of victory

For earth's white roses given.

-Temple Bar.

ORATION
DELIVERED IN THE ACADEMY OF MUSIC AT NEW
YORK, ON THE 4TH OF JULY, 1861, BY

EDWARD EVERETT. *

of the mighty influence of free governments in promoting the prosperity of states. In England, notwithstanding some diplomatic collisions on boundary questions and occaWHEN the Congress of the United States, sional hostile reminiscences of the past, there on the 4th of July, 1776, issued the ever- has hardly been a debate for thirty years in memorable Declaration, they deemed that a Parliament on any topic, in reference to decent respect for the opinions of mankind, which this country in the nature of things required a formal statement of the causes, afforded matter of comparison, in which it which impelled them to the all-important was not referred to as furnishing instructive measure. The eighty-fifth anniversary of the examples of prosperous enterprise and hopegreat Declaration finds the loyal people of ful progress. At home, the country grew the Union engaged in a tremendous conflict, as by enchantment. Its vast territorial exto maintain and defend the grand nationality, tent, augmented by magnificent accessions which was asserted by our fathers, and to of conterminous territory peacefully made; prevent their fair Creation from crumbling its population far more rapidly increasing into dishonorable Chaos. A great people, than that of any other country, and swelled gallantly struggling to keep a noble frame- by an emigration from Europe such as the work of government from falling into wretched fragments, needs no justification at the tribunal of the public opinion of mankind. But while our patriotic fellow-citizens, who have rallied to the defence of the Union, marshalled by the ablest of living chieftains, are risking their lives in the field; while the precious blood of your youthful heroes and ours is poured out together in defence of this precious legacy of constitutional freedom, you will not think it a misappropriation of the hour, if I employ it in showing the justice of the cause in which we are engaged, and the fallacy of the arguments employed by the South, in vindication of the war, alike murderous and suicidal, which she is waging against the Constitution and the Union.

world has never before seen; the mutually beneficial intercourse between its different sections and climates, each supplying what the other wants; the rapidity with which the arts of civilization have been extended over a before unsettled wilderness, and, together with this material prosperity, the advance of the country in education, literature, science, and refinement, formed a spectacle, of which the history of mankind furnished no other example. That such was the state of the country six months ago was matter of general recognition and acknowledgment at home and abroad.

THE PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION AND ITS RE

SULTS.

There was, however, one sad deduction to be made, not from the truth of this descripPROSPEROUS STATE OF THE COUNTRY LAST tion, not from the fidelity of this picture for

YEAR.

A twelvemonth ago,-nay, six or seven months ago, our country was regarded and spoken of by the rest of the civilized world, as among the most prosperous in the family of nations. It was classed with England, France, and Russia, as one of the four leading powers of the age. † Remote as we were from the complications of foreign politics, the extent of our commerce and the efficiency of our navy won for us the respectful consideration of Europe. The United States were particularly referred to, on all occasions and in all countries, as an illustration

*Large portions of this oration were, on account of its length, necessarily omitted in the delivery.

The Edinburgh Review for April, 1861, p. 555.

that is incontestable, but from the content, happiness, and mutual good-will which ought to have existed on the part of a people, favored by such an accumulation of providential blessings. I allude of course to the great sectional controversies which have so long agitated the country and arrayed the people in bitter geographical antagonism of political organization and action. Fierce party contentions had always existed in the United States, as they ever have and unquestionably ever will exist under all free elective governments; and these contentions had, from the first, tended somewhat to a sectional character. They had not, however, till quite lately, assumed that character so exclusively, that the minority in any one

« ZurückWeiter »