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*The child and father, each.shall fitly be- Take up and fix its everlasting rest : Hope in the evening vanward paling Yea, Heaven with these, its children, down,
fain would dwell, The one the other younger Hope up. And, far-withdrawn within their stainless springing,
breast, With the glancing morning for its Deliver thence, at times, a blessed
There is no tyranny in truest love, The Citizen-It is a new name in Nor rightful mastery in triumphant American verse, a word unwritten in force ;
the poetry of the past. Let us hail And gentleness at hearth and board will it here as the prelude to trumpet tones prove
to come. There is an air of grandeur Felicity is born of their divorce: Father and Child, the after and before, above all Roman fame." Let it be a
and majesty in it, “ above all Greek, Latest or first, whatever matters it ? of mutual hopes, of mutual fears and hint to our future versifiers. Enough of
dumb inanimate nature is there written loves, Rounded and firm, their strands of life in verse, of the false glory of battle. The are knit."
warriors of sword and gunpowder have
had the field too long. Let arms now One word embraces the eloquent ad- yield to the toga. dress to the Teacher, who naturally follows next in this life procession “With plainness in thy daily pathway - Reverence”-reverence for the sacred walkdawn of heaven in the new descended And disencumbered of excess: no other youth. A fitter word could not be Jostling, servile to none, none overstalk, spoken. It shuts off harshness, tyran
For, right and left, who passes is thy
brother. ny, prejudice. It is the germ, the prolific seed of all educational reform. “Let him who in thy countenance doth
look, -- Bend to the Teacher, bend, oh world, thy Find there in meek and softened ma. knees !
jesty, And pray him, blessed God's name,
Thy Country writ, thy Brother and thy be true!
God; Lest he forever break that spirit's pre And be each motion, forthright, calm cious peace,
and free. And following millions in its fall undo. A consecrated man-thou man of thought “ Feel well with the well-poised ballot in
Keep clear thy master-soul in every act, thy hand, And be thy features pure as early light Thine unmatched sovereignty of right Crossing in power that spirit's un
and wrong dimmed tract.
'Tis thine to bless, or blast the waiting The world's dust ever shake from off thy land, feet,
To shorten up its life or make it long. When drawest thou to that white tem
6 Who looks on thee, not hopeless should ple near,
behold, Nor vex its amber cope with words un
A self-delivered, self-supported Man;
True to his being's mighty purpose-true of hate, or anger harsh, or unblest fear.
To a wisdom-blessed--a God-given plan. 66 Listen the way the spirit seeks to go “No where within the great globe's skyey And watch its sacred steps, or firm or
Cans't thou escape thy duty, grand and Haste not its pace, nor hinder it
A man unbadged, unbonneted, unbound Smiling or sad, in changeful mirth or wail.
Walk to the Tropic-to the Desert fly. Remember thou art standing by thy God! "A full-fraught Hope upon thy shoulder Ere earth has soiled his beauty, touch leans, ed his strength:
And beats with thine, the heart of half 'Tis there th’ Almighty makes his sweet the world ; abode;
Ever behind thee walks the shining Past, And there, if undisturbed, would Hea Before thee burns the star-stripe, high ven at length
unfurled." VOL. XIII.-NO. LXIV,
The Farmer, who stands “ nearer al
It is to the Farmer that Democracy, ways to Heaven's gate,”
among us has always looked as its main
hope and reliance. With a few ex« Full master of the liberal soil he treads, ceptions, the cities are generally With none to tithe, to crop, to third his against us in the long run of our polibed
tics. Jefferson's habitual sentiment on Of ripely-glowing fruit or yellow grain,”
this subject is familiar to all ; and it
was a favorite saying of Jackson's, -his part, the supplement of the At- that Biddle had nearly all the cities, lantic citizen, naturally follows; and and he was welcome to them, but that with true beauty is his path described. his land began at the first cross-road The husbandman secure on the solid out of town. basis of his own land, in the perpetual The Mechanic is in the spirit of presence and pure breath of nature, Channing. Our author boldly chaland undisturbed by the riot and pas- lenges for him a portion of that creasion of cities, is the conservative hope tive power which is commonly restricof freedom.
ted to themselves by the poets--as if
these were not all imitative arts : « When Cities rising shake th' Atlantic shore
“In the First Builder's gracious spirit Thou mighty Inland, calm with plen. work, teous peace,
Through hall, through enginery, and Oh temper and assuage the wild uproar, temples meek, And bring the sick, vexed masses balmy In grandeur towered, or lapsing, beauty
sleek, On their red vision like an angel gleam, Let order and creative fitness shine: And angel-like be heard amid their Though mountains are no more to rear, cries
Though woods may rise again no more: Till they are stilled as in the summer's The noble task to re-produce is thine ! stream.
The spreading branch-the firm-set peak Majestical and still as summer skies.
With thee, and in thy well-sped labors “ When cloud-like whirling through the
thrive. stormy State, Fierce Revolutions rush in wild-orbed “ The untried forces of the air, the earth, haste,
the sea On the still highway stay their darkling Wait at thy bidding: oh, compel their course,
powers And soothe with gentle airs their fiery To uses holy! Let them ever be breast;
Servants to tend and bless these new, Slaking the anger of their chariot-wheels found bowers; In the cool flowings of the mountain- And make them household workers, free brook,
and swift, While from the cloud the heavenward On daily use-on daily service bent: prophet casts
Her face again old Eden may uplist, His mantle's peace, and shines his And God look down the open firma. betler look.
6 Better to watch the live-long day,
In the Merchant occur some of the The clouds that come and go,
best lines in the volume. His lesson is Wearying the heaven they idle through,
Truth: And fretting out its everlasting blueThan prowl through streets and sleep “Slight duties may not lessen but adorn, in hungry dens
The cedar's berries round the cedar's The beast should own, though known and
shaft, named as men's:
The pettiest act will lift the doer up, Though sadness on the woods may often
The mightiest cast him swift and headlie,
long down : And, wither to a waste the meadowy if one forgel the spirit of his deed, Jand
The other wears it as a living crown.” Pure blows the air-and purer shines the
sky, For nearer always to Heaven's gate ye
Mr. Mathews has but one apology for: stand !"
the Soldier :
“Thy battles are not wars but self- « Accursed who on the Mount of Rulers defences.
sits Girding this universal home about." Nor gains some glimpses of a fairer day! He has no ambition for the glories Who knows not there, what there his soul
befits, of conquest. It is truly a happy
Thoughts that leap up and kindle far position that our land occupies--far
away removed from hostile interference, The consing time! Who rather dulls the with courage nobly proved and undoubted from the acts of the past. With brawling discord and a cloud of Let us once be as assured, said a dis words; tinguished American author to us, of Owning no hopeful object far or near, our manners and our thinking, as we.. Save what the universal self affords. are of our courage, and we shall look no longer timidly to Europe. Must .“ He that with sway of empire would connot that time soon come? We confess
trol for ourselves even a less degree of
The various millions, parted or amassed,
Should hold in bounteous fee an ample sympathy with “the Soldier," than our
soulauthor accords. He bids him indeed
Equal the first to know, nor less the last. “ With grounded arms, and silent as the Atonce whose general eye surveys as well mountains,
The rank or desert waste-the golden Pause for thy quarrel at the marbled sea :
field : And, when comes the ship o'er the curled Whose feet the mountain and the valley wave bounding,
tread, Remember that a brother in a foe may Nor ever to the trials of the way will be.”
yield. We have little faith in the very exis
“ Deeper to feel, than quickly to express tence of the professional soldier among
And then alone in the consummate actus, (excepting perhaps what may
Reaps not the ocean, nor the free air tills, rendered necessary by past mis-govern
But keeps within his own peculiar tract: ment for the police of our Indian fron- Confirms the State in all its needsul right, tier,) even though he remain in this
Nor strives to draw within its general attitude of patient defensiveness, and, boundas Mr. Matthews well expresses it For gain or loss, for glory or distress, ,' And the dumb cannon stretches at his
The rich man's hoard, the poor man's leisure."
patchy ground. We plead guilty to the crime of Quaker “Strip from the trunk that props the emsentiments on this subject; and could
pire up, wish that the vast expenditure of
All weeds, all flowers that hide the money, time, and effort worse than simple shaft : wasted on military things, were applied Plain as the heavens and pure as mid-day
light to purposes of real utility and benevo
Swell up its ample cope: nor there inlence. Of the Statesman is not our author's A single leaf nor draw a single line
graft satire just ? Let us once feel this jus
To daze the eye, to coax the grasper's tice, and the evil will be remedied. We
hand; feel tempted, for the wider diffusion of Simple it rose-so simple let it risethe lesson, to quote it entire :
Forever, changeless simple let it
stand !" “ Up to the Capitol who goes, a heart Should bear, state tyranny may not sub
Friendship :due : Wakening at dawn to fill its ample part, “In fortune, quality and temper mated
It, ever,day by day, grows fresh and new, Let spirit, spirit choose-each suited Nor sleeps through the mid-watches of the
To th' other's moving mind or mind at Though there the thankless world has rest; left its smart
In kinship nearer than red blood related. Without some visions, beckoning and bright,
“ No castled shadow falls upon the heart, That make him gladly to his bedside Darkening two faces each turned unto start,
No lowly roof shuts in or out the The tawny ancient of the warrior race, heart's true brother:
With dusky limb and flushing face, Life deals to each, with equal chance an Diffusing Autumn through the stilly equal part.
place." Many chapters might be written on And he thus, after lingering briefly this text, full of matter for wise and amid the beauties of that nature which sad reflection. There would be many in this country affords to the Painter sighs for past tenderness, for the petri- such noble inspirations, cheers him on faction of society, for youthful sim- to his duty and mission, of at once adplicity gone never to return, for the orning it, and elevating and purifying nicer shades of sentiment lost in the by the benign influences of art, those sunlight of the world. But these are whose lines are fallen in these pleasant individual feelings seldom free from places : prejudice. Friendship is of a private character, and on this account might “ Are there no spirits, kin to light and have been spared by Mr. Mathews. He
beauty, has not given us the lover, or attempt Springing to cheer these sweet and ed to catch the “Cynthia of the minute.” suited haunts ? Why give us the Friend, for whom Faces of love and forms of eldest duty, there are no universal rules? This Which, unexpressed, the soul thereaf
ter pants ? friendship is the most abused, arbitrary, exacting thing in the world. It sub- Fill thou the mansion of thy Father-land
With hues to gladden in its hours of stitutes prejudice for justice-it dis
need, penses tyranny for respect. Its es
With glancing shapes that every fairsence moralists say is equality ; if so,
ness breed, it has no need of one virtue,-and one
And pour a larger life from thy creative of the best,-gratitude. Among men it hand !” prevails but little. The sentiment is
The Journalist for its subject and exemerged in the better relationship, the second-self of married life.
As the cution, is among the
best of these poems. world advances and we meet in every
Mr. Mathews's few verses are worth all man a brother, this restrictive sentiment the bad-spirited homilies of the Forwill disappear, or rather will be ex- eign Reviews, or rather they are worth panded into a broader, a more univer- a great deal inore : sal development and action. In times
“ A dark-dyed spirit he who coins the of danger, in religious or political per time, secutions, friendship is the most emi To virtue's wrong, in base disloyal nent. Its essence is in sympathy and liescharity-why should they end so near Who makes the morning's breath, the home? We expect a friend to be a evening's tide, partizan by a kind of Masonic bond. The utterer of his blighting forgeries. We exact from him, and repay with indifference, a boon for which the heart
“ How beautiful who scatters, wide and
free, would warm in lasting gratitude to a
The gold-bright seeds of loved and lov. stranger. A perfectly just man can
ing truth! have no partialities—he will forgive an By whose perpetual hand, each day, supenemy's weakness
pliedfriend's. His charity will cover all Leaps to new life the empire's heart of save himself. He will condemn his
youth, own errors and spare all others.
To return to our book. The Painter “ The angel that in sand-dropped minutes and Sculptor may be classed together. lives, Mr. Mathews inculcates for both-or Demands a message cautious as the iginality. The following is finely ex
ages; pressed :
Who stuns, with dusk-red words of hate, 6. Would the soul clothe itself in elder
That mighty power to boundless wrath gloom
enrages.” Let stand upon the cliff and in the The fourteenth poem is entitled, shadowy grove
“The Masses," a force in the State
which Mr. Mathews evokes to clear Orchards and fields spread out in orderthe air of foul pestilential vapors when ly array, the light of Heaven is hid from men. Invite the yearning soul to thither flee, His language is bold and destructive,
And there to spend in boundless peace and savors little of the speech of those
its happier day, timid gentlemen who take so much
By passion and the force of earnest satisfaction in circulating Alison's His thought, tory of the French Revolution, not as Borne up and platformed at a height, the truest, but the most conservative- Where 'gainst thy feet the force of earth a very good book for the people!
and heaven are brought;
Yet, so into the frame of empire wrought, « Remember, Men! on massy strength Thou, stout man, can'st not thence be relying,
severed, There is a heart of right
Till ruled and rulers, fiends or 'men, are Not always open to the light,
taught Secret and still and force-defying.
And feel the truths by thee delivered. In vast assemblies calm, let order rule,
And, every shout a cadence owning, “ Seize by its horns the shaggy Past,
Make musical the vex'd wind's moaning, Full of uncleanness; heave with mounAnd be as little children at a singingschool.
Its carcass down the black and wide
abyss" But, when thick as night, the sky is That opens day and night its gulfy crusted o'er,
precipice, Stiling life's pulse and making Heaven By faded empires, projects old and dead an idle dream,
Forever in its noisy hunger fed ; Arise ! and cry, up through the dark, to But rush not, therefore, with a brutish God's own throne :
blindness Your faces in a furnace glow,
Against the 'stablished bulwarks of Your arms uplifted for the death-ward the world; blow
Kind be thyself although unkindness Fiery and prompt as angry angels show: Thy race to ruin dark and suffering Then draw the brand and fire the thun
long, has hurled. der-gun!
For many days of light, and smooth repose, Be nothing said and all things done! Twixt storm and weathery sadness Till every cobwebbed corner of the
Thy course is Nature's; on thy triumph Is shaken free, and, creeping to its flows, scabbard back the steel,
Assured, like hers, though noiseless Lets shine again God's rightful sun!”
“Wake not at midnight and proclaim the But Mr. Mathews is no destructive.
day, He has the true conservative principle, When lightning only flashes o'er the way: a constant looking to his country and a Pauses and starts and strivings towards firm determination to abide by all the
an end, good she has thus far attained.
Your Are not a birth, although a god's birth true Reformer knows too well the hard
they portend. means by which blessings are obtained Be patient therefore like the old broad to throw away the least advantage of earth goodness. The next poem, on
That bears the guilty up, and through Reformer," is very happy, comparing
the night the wrong and error of the past to some
Conducts them gently to the dawn.
ing lightpolluted, unclean beast, foul as Schil
Thy silent hours shall have as great a jer's dragon :
birth!” Man of the Future ! on the eager
The Poor Man gets very good adland standing,
vice. But we do not agree with our Gazing far off into the outer sea, Thine eye, the darkness and the billows author in all the parts of the following
sentiment : rough commanding, Beholds a shore, bright as the Heaven “ Plant in thy breast a measureless itself may be;
content, Where temples, cities, homes and Thou Poor Man, cramped with want haunts of men,
or racked with pain,