Alida; or, Miscellaneous Sketches of Incidents During the Late American War.: Founded on FactComfield, Amelia Stratton
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Alida; or, Miscellaneous Sketches of Incidents During the Late American War.: Founded on Fact
Comfield, Amelia Stratton
United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Juvenile fiction
Let eloquence his deeds proclaim.
From sea-beat strand to mountain goal;
Let hist'ry write his peaceful name.
High on her truth-illumin'd scroll.
Let poetry and art through earth,
The page inspire, the canvass warm,
In glowing words record his worth.
In living marble mould his form.
A fame so bright will never fade,
A name so dear will deathless be;
For on our country's shrine he laid
The charter of her liberty.
Praise be to God: his love bestowed
The chief, the patriot, and the sage;
Praise God! to him our father owed
This fair and goodly heritage.
The sacred gift time shall not mar.
But wisdom guard what valour won,
While beams serene her guiding star,
And glory points to Madison.
[Park Benjamin: Ode on the Death of James Madison (here quoted
from _The American Monthly Magazine_, N.S. 2, 1836):
How shall we mourn the glorious dead?
What trophy rear above his grave,
For whom a nation's tears are shed--
A nation's funeral banners wave!
Let Eloquence his deeds proclaim,
From sea-beat strand to mountain goal;
Let Hist'ry write his peaceful name,
High on her truth-illumined scroll.
Let Poetry and Art through Earth
The page inspire, the canvass warm--
In glowing words record his worth,
In living marble mould his form.
A fame so bright will never fade,
A name so dear will deathless be;
For on our country's shrine he laid
The charter of her liberty.
Praise be to God! His love bestowed
The chief, the patriot, and the sage;
Praise God! to Him our fathers owed
This fair and goodly heritage.
The sacred gift, time shall not mar,
But Wisdom guard what Valor won--
While beams serene her guiding star,
And Glory points to Madison!]
CHAPTER XIX.
O, glorious prospect, see the smile benign,
Of heav'n-born peace, refulgent spread its rays;
To peace and concord, may the world incline,
And these our later be our happier days.
Some length of time had elapsed since the parents of Alida had taken up
their residence in the city for the winter, when the news of peace
reached New-York. The cries of peace resounded throughout the city at
these joyful tidings,--and the evening of this day was celebrated by a
splendid illumination. Transparencies, emblematical of the liberties of
the country, were exhibited at all the public edifices. The fine and
melodious music in the Park, drew the people together in crowds within
the inclosure, till scarcely another could enter,--and although the snow
had fallen profusely, and the walking was extremely bad, yet it seemed
as if all the inhabitants, generally, were out, parading on foot, to
witness the general rejoicing.
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