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The New Year And The Union

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Parent Issue
Day
4
Month
January
Year
1861
Copyright
Public Domain
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God ha ia&cle. A wilderness f worlds; His will, and strong Creative spirit shook ten thouMud worlds, Like golden dewdrops, l'roiu his wavirig wing, To roll iu boauty througu abysmal space, And chara tlie chorus ol hie luve divine He made the milky way to Bpjín thesky, A pearly bow ot promiie, every drop Tha; sparkles Uiere a singing. sliining world! He woko Lhe musió of the Northern Harp, Tha wild weircl chimingof Jie Pleiades - And bade lhe arenes of a Souihern sphere Keverberatu their liallelujalia high. The mighty One Wko sweeps the lyre of Ages, and commanda The praises of ten thousand singing worlds, Créate the star of Union, and atiuuua Tni: lotty harp ot hberty! . . . Bhallwe, Proud chrldren of lhe brave, the free, Bfhold our banner, blazoned by lhe breath Of glory, sullieü by a slaTe!- our stars, Ot Union to8ing wildly to and tro Upon the wave of faciion, ai they were Bul shiningshadows, not eterral orbs, . Forever circling through the boundlesn heavOf everlasting purpose! - or shall we [en Hear Disolution sounded, and forbear To brand the traitor hearts that daré forgel The bond for whioh our tathers fought and bled? : Cursad ba tha traitprs- douUy trebly doomed - The pi. of Dii-cord for hor victima yawns, Then baek recoiling, shudders to receive Their heurt, - a foulcr and a fiercer lielll God save the Union! - 3íto the dawning year i Thie proud baptisinal anthem - let its last i Dieolving sigh be - Union undisscilvd! : ÍTew State, with starry emblems. one by one, ; Come stealing through the Future'a twilight Like orbs of evening trom its du-ky ky . [dim, To take their plae at last v'ilh those thai tread Thir high, unwearied andunwearyingroand, Before the guldi'n gales and battkments Oí Paradise The harp of Liberty Shal. eound amain till Death himself expire; Till God has made us free iiumoriality, And Time it dust upon the broken Lyre! Tlirice capturad inomuut! - if all bles9ed like thee Are Hoaven's bright centuri-a, liow bnef will íts oountleis ages of Eternityl [be

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Old News
Michigan Argus