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Parting• Words:
1 .1 mr ay—ruf fading home,
lid adieu to thee—
,nny gales and rifted rocks,
11.1 blue streams dancing free;
,shere other scenes than thine
I other skirl are spqnned,
.
aY
Cy'es less.kind Will meet my own
my native land;
ple that wafts our vessel on, •
.I..lssreeßs across the sea,
me away from hearts I love,
la hearts that 'throb for Me :
',that breeze. with which my brow
:iivalingly is fanned,
p o ps-to kiss while hurrying me
from my native land.
, is in his deep sea grave,
ilDwn beneath the west,
tvilight marshals up her shades
o o ug the otsaies breast;
gritla anw Arita, straining eye,
; c
tiling strand,
;0 gaze upon the mist
Ttg shrouds my native land.
twilight fades—sld evening leads.
r spirit up"the sky,
(the gleam that gilds the wave
an you beaming eyo;—
star—it has the same sweet glance—
miles as blessed and bland,
on this sweltering waste of waves,
on my native land.
re beating warm and high, -
I have left behind,
deep affectidns with my own,
like young,tendrils twined ;
we have breathed the last sad word,
id pressed the parting hand,
ley are happy round their hearts
iy dear native land.
thegathering shades of night
lepVer the ocean's brow,
ius around myrlonely heart
I thoughts are crowding now ;
still though elands upon my sky,
see Hope radiant stand,
leer my soul although I pact .
im thee, my native lend.
more sigh before I break
um all I yet bold dgar—
wiads have caught it—and the wave
druilk my burning tear
—I cannot catch a glimpse
the receding strand;
:30k across thitoam-wreathed waste--
I:melt my native land.
Recollections of Childhood.
,:ht they gleam in memory's rays,
tet the, thought they bring—
ms of my childhood days,
Ife was one long
ltth from every waving tree, - ^s,
flow'ret's cup,
sis of low voiced minstrelsy
ten's blao arch went up.
144 - seem s half so fair
-za at earlier days--
ay childish voice,of piayer
'de's, -song of praise.
ec bang above me yet,
9temiely blue,
my heart from,out their depths
, .
.tratlon drew
the moon's pale light
within my bower—
)a the tendrilled vine,
o'er the flower;
tose,:sines are torn away,
are lowly
. to earth the clenched IN:ewers
grew beneath their shade.
I've spared the aged thorn
grew beside the brink—
mg leaves and swony buds
ly tinged. with pink;
lon the summer air,
t breath at even. f.
lossomarmed an nrn
inc;3n . ea 'rose to Leaven !
In thought I seem to rove
pebbly shore,
the lute-like tones,
Ehau list no more!
light upon that sea, •
.Vry voices. Come— s
ill low-breathed melody,
fry's waren. borne!
_
I love! forever dear !
yet again,
les ammo my heart to cheer,
familiar, strain,
sweet thoughts of love and home
'!8 spirit o'er,
• shadows Bit away,
1 . •5 path before!
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Address of George Bancroft Eng.
Delivered at the State Agricultural Fair, at
Poughkeepsie, Sept. 19,1844.
Farmers of New York—The hour of
separation. for this -dazzling array of,
beauty, this vast multitude of men, is at
hand. Fruits richer than ever graced
the gardens of Pomona—a
,paradise of
flowers—needle work the most exact,
delicate and even—ingenious farming
implements and manufactures of all
sorts—cloths of the finest quality,\ from
your own looms, and from looms in
Massachusetts—horses, fit to win prizes
at Olimpia—cattle such as never fell in
a hetacomb to Jove, and never were
dreamed of by the highest genius of the
Dutch painters—all these and more
have arrested our .gaze and filled us
with wonder and delight. And now I
am commissioned to summon you, and
through you • the population of this
mighty commonwealth, to tome up
and join us, as, Under the auspices of
the State, honor and distinction are
awarded to agricultural industry and
genius.
A spectacle like this around me, of
tulture, order, and the peaceful virtues,
cannot be surpassed in the world. In
this hour, hushed be the spirit of party ;
be it utterly exorcised and banished
from this enclosure, which is consecra
ted to the peaceful triumphs of the at
riculture and the industry of New York.
[Applause.] We yield on this occa
sion to no narrower sentiments than
the love of country, and of collective
man, and we invoke the blessed influ-
eace of that universal Providence,which
watches over the seed-time, and matures
harvest. [Applause.]
The theme for this occasion is the
agriculture of New York. But what
need of words to speak its praise ?
Look , -- around you. The cultivated
earth is its own eulogist. The teem
ing wealth that gushes .from its bosom
—the returns of its industry in every
form, that present themselves in their
abundance and perfection to our never
wearied eyes—are the evidences of its
magnificence. The trees in your mar
ket-place, and on your hill-sops, are
old than the settlement of civilized man
in ours, America; they are older than
the presence of the plough on the soil
of New York : they are witnesses of
the quite recent day, when your forests
stepped down to your river's bank, and
the glades and prairies of your west
were covered with useless luxuriance.
And behold the change which little
more than two centuries have wrought :
the earth subdued ; the forest glades
adorned with the white spires of
churches, and gleaming with the light
of villages; towns nestling in every
valley ; crowded cities, competing with
the largest of the earth—profusely sup
plied with every article of food. And
by whom has this miracle been
wrought ? By the farmers of New York.
[Applause.]
As I turn myeye northward, along
the banks of the Hudson, my mind re
verts to the memory of one of your an-
cient landholders, who dibd before our
Independence. Join with me, farmers
of New York, in recalling the gentle
and 'humane Robert R. Livingston, the
elder, the. father of the chancellor.—
His home was . in your vicinity; his
mind wait greatly and, firmly, though
not, passionately, devoted to your ser
vice. An only son, husband of an on
ly daughter; father of those whom the
world will hot soon forget; he was of
so lovely. a nature, that it seemed as
if the fragrant atmosphere of spring,and
the melody of its sweetest birds, and
the softened reflection in your tranquil
river of its grandest scenes, had blend
ed together and melted themselves into
his soul. Peace to his memory ; let
it not perish among you. Let the lines
on - his monument be refreshed and
deepened; -
Nor let me limit ,the achievements of
the farmers of New York to the sub
jection and 'beautiful' adornment of its
soil. Thegreat siorksbf internal com
munication, making this State a won
der to 'the world, were commenced by
the enterprise of yourselves—were un
dertaken whei farmers held power.—
Call to mind'the immense structure's
which make this State the astonishment
of the world ; its channels for inward,
communication carried upwardi to the
waters of:the St. Lawrence, stepping
aside to the Ontario, and united at the
northwest with the illimitable wilder
ness of,our inland seas ; and then join
me in paying tribute to those who were
'the servants .of the public mind in com
mencing this gigantic system. To De
Witt Clinton, whose ' 'capacious mind
grasped in advance the sum of infinite
benefits—whose energetic, vehement
and commanding will, was to the en-
iiffl
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uow.kmaa o DI334IE4PEM anttlaTEC9 .2&04; Oti*TM s9®9 2.84*
terprise littel powerful mill-streatn, as
it dashes-on an overshot wheel of vast ,
dimensions.' [Applause.] To Van Bu
ren, who, when the bill for the con
struction of the canal had almost been
abandoned by its earliest friends, put
forth those noble-spirited, well-remem
bered,-exertions, which resuscitated it
whet+ll seemed lost, and restored it
to the approbation of your legislature.
[Applause.] Well might those chiefs
in. the world of opinions embrace each
Other in the hours of their success. If
in action they were often divided, in
this restservice they share a common
glory. lApplause.]
But the farmers of New York are not
content with improvements m the ma
terial world alone. From their gener
ous impulses springs your system of
free schools. They have proved them
selves the liberal benefactors of acade
mies and colleges. They, too, have
been careful for the means of their own
special culture, and have founded and
nurtured societies for promoting
agri
culture. For an example of the virtues
of private life, I name to you 'the far
mer' of Westchester county, the pure
anti; spotless Jay, who assisted to frame
ourifirst treaty of peace, which added
Ohio and the lovely West to our agri
eukure. Side by side with him, I
name the friend of his youth, Robert
R. Livingston, the younger, the en
lightened statesman of our Revolution,
whose expansive mind succeeded in
negotiating for our country a world be
yond the Mississippi and gaining access
for our flag to the gulf of Mexico. Here:
on the banks of the Hudson, he Is cele
brated as it were by every steamboat,
and remembered on your farms through
his experimental zeal. On this day
be remembered the virtues of Stephen
Van Rensselaer, who first brought Dur
ham cattle in thts State, and liberally
ditkvsed the breed.
Join with me also in a tribute to
Mitchell, the faithful advocate, and per
haps institutor, of one of the earliest
agricultural . societies ; to Jesse Buel,
who connected science with fact,
taught how the most barren soil may
be made vastly productive, diffused his
acquisition • by the press., and by life
and by precept was the farmer's friend,
[applause ;] to Willis Gaylord, whose
agricultural essays are standard authori
ties, honorable to the man and to the
State; to Le Ray de Chaumont, who
kept alive an agricultural society in
Jefferson county, when all others had
expired, and gave the impulse to the
formation of the State society, of which
he was the first president;.to James
Wadsworth, for his skill as a cultivator,
and still more tor his liberal exertions,
pouring out thousands after thousands,
at the impulse of a generous mind, as
if from a well-spring of good will, to
promote agricultural science in primary
schools: [Great applause.] And I
should be wanting on the occasion, did
I not tender the expression of your re
gard to the present president of the
State society, to the influence of that
institution of which he is the honored
head ; to its Journal of Agriculture, to
its annual fairs. But let me also eu
treat its friendly wishes to his purpose
of establishing an agricultural school ;
and to that other more diffusive design
of introducing, through its secretary,
scientific works on agriculture into
school librariei. lam happy also to
announce that efforts are now making
titt constitute agriculture, as it deserves
to be a branch of instruction in one, at
least, of your Universities. [Loud
cheers.]
I have named to you some of the
benefactors of Agriculture in New
York. Their benefits endure. The
pursuits of the farmer bind him to
!tome. Others may cross continents
and vex oceans ; the farther must dwell
near the soil which he subdues and
fertilizes. His fortunes are fixed and
immovable. The scene. of his youth
ful labors is the scene of his declining
years ; he enjoys his own plantations,
and takes his rest beneath his contem
porary trees.
But the farmer is not limited to the
narrow circumference of his own -do
main ; he stands in relation with all
ages and all climes. Your society has
done wisely to urge on those who bear
the Gospel to untaught nations, to stu
dy their agriculture, and report for corn
parison every variety Of tillage. All
ages and all climes , contribute to your
improvement. For. you are gathered
the fruits and seeds which centuries of
the existence of the human race have,
discovered and rendered useful. Tell
me if you can, in what age and in what
land the cereal grassei were first fnund
to produce bread I Who taught to
employ the use*-cow to furnish food
T or man When was the horse first
=llll
tamed to proud obedience ? The pear,
the.apple,.the cherry, where were these
first improved from their wilderness in
the original fririfi . , And whose efrorts
led the way in changing' therough skin
of the almond to theluscions sweetness
of the peach? All ages have paid their
tribute to yourtpursuit. And for, you
the sons of science 'are now, scouring
every heath, and prairie, and wilder
ness, to see if some new grass lies hid
-
dim in an unexplored glade; if some
rtteie stock — of the forests can offer a
new fruit to the hand of culture. For,
you the earth reveals the innumerable
beds of mail; its mineral wealth, the,
gypsum and the lime, have remained
in store for Our use from the days of
creation. For jou Africa and the isles'
of the Pacific open their magazines of
guano ; for you (turning to John A.
King and some other gentlemen from
Long Island.) Old Ocean heaves up its
fertilizing weeds. (Great applause.)
And as the farmer receives aid from
'every part of the material world, so al:
eo his door is open to all intelligence.
What truth is not welcomed as an in
mate under his roof? To what pure
and generous feeling does he fail to
give a home ? The great poets and
authors of all times are cherished as
his guests. Milton and, Shakespeare,
and their noble peers, cross his-thresh
hold to keep him company. For him,
too, the hail) of Israel's minstrel mon
arch was strung; for him the lips of
Isaiah still move, all touched with fire ;
[applause,] and the apostles of the new
covenant are, his daily teachers. No
occupation is nearer heaven. The so
cial angel, when he descended to -con
verse with men, broke bread with the
husbandmen beneath the tree.
[At this moment, Mr. Van Buren
appeared and -took his seat with the
officers and other gentlemen upon the
platform. He was received with the
warmest enthusiasm, and it was some
time before silence was restored so as
to enable Mr. Bancroft to proceed.]
Thus the farmer's mind is exalted ;
his principles are as firm as your own
Highlands ? his good seeds flow like
self-moving waters. Yet, in his con
nection with the human race, the far
mer never loses his patriotism. He
loves !America—is the depository of
her glory and tfie , guardian of her-free
dom. He builds monuments to great
ness, and when destiny permits, he al
so achieves heroic deeds in the eyes of
his race. The soil of New York,
which he has beautified by his culture,
is consecrated by the victories in which
he shored. Earth ! I bow in reverence,
for my eyes behold then ground wet
with the blood •f rustic martyrs, and
hallowed by the tombs of former heroes !
Where is the land to which their fame
has not been borne ? Who does not
know the tale of the hundred battle
fields of New York ? Nona rock juts
out from the highlands, but the mind's
eye sees inscribed upon it a record of
deeds of glory._ Not a blade of grass
springs at Saratoga, but takes to itself a
tongue to proclaim the successful valor
of patriot husbandmen. [Applause.]
Here the name of Schuyler, the
brave, the generous, the unshaken pat
riot,- shall long be remembered, the
zealous, reliable George Chnteni a man
of soundest heart, a soul of hone Sty and
honor, a dear lover Of his country, and
of freedom. Nor do we forget him--
the gallant Montgomery—twin martyr
with Warren—who left his farm on
the Hudson, not, as it proved, to con.
quer Quebec, but to win a mightier vic
tory over death itself. [Cheers].
I renew that theme once more, to
recount how the farmers of New York
have served their country and mankind.
They were invested wiih sovereignty.
and they abdicated. Glorious exam
ple ! Highest triumph of disinterested
justice!. 'They themselves peacefully
and publicly renounced-their exclusive
authority, and transferred power in this
republic from its territory to its men.—
[Applause;) May your institutions,
under the spirit of iThprovement, be
perpetual. May every pure influence
gather round your legislation. May
your illustrious example show to the
world the dignity of labor ; the shatee
that lights on idleness; the horior that
belongs to toil. To the end Pi time,
be happiness the companion of your
busy homes, and the plough' ever be
found in the hands of its owner. [Loud'
cheers.].
The farmer is inde - pendent.f• With
the mechanic and manufacturer as his
allies, he makes our country safe against'
foreign foes, or it becomes perfect by
its own resources. All America,thanks
to New York, is united in the bonds of
internal Commerce ; 'our exchanges at
home exceed our foreign - trafib; and
%item our ships driven from the -ocean
highways of - the world, .America has
become competent to sustain herself.—
She has less to fear , from war.tlian any
nation in the - world. She mayl pursue
her eafeeiand vindicate her rights; and
call forth all her energies in canscious
security. [Applause.) But why - do I
say this ? ;To foster a spirit of dOance ?
Far' otherwise. Let us rejoice in our
strength,.but tempet it with"tha gentle
ness and sptrit of lotie for all mankind—
a love that shall perpetuate tranquility.
andleave the, boundless and rapidly in
creasing :resources of the country at
liberty for its further development.
FOrests of New York! under the
hands. of skill, shape yourselves into
models of nval Architecture, and go
forth upon the Seas to reconcile ine
qualities of climate, and confirm the
brotherhood of nations: American
ideas 'shall travel on your bows, and
the genius of humanity guide your
helm ; while we who , remain at home
will water the tree of peace, sp that its
roots shall strike to the very heart of
the earth, and its branches tower to the
heavens ; we will so nurture and-' pro
tect it i that its verdure shall be perennial
that no spirit of animosity shall sway
its branches, that not even a whisper
Of discord shall rustle its' topmost
boughs. [Enthusiastic applause.]
One word more; and lihave done.—
But with that last word, , I am about to
address, though but in imagination, the
assembled people of New York. It is
a tale often repeated. that to do honor
to agriculture, the Emperor of China
is, himself accustomed in the sprin g -
time of every year, to hold the plough
and turn a furrow. Under our repub
lican institutions, far more is achieved.
The State itself includes, and is in the
greatest measure constituted, by its far
mers. They themselves are the kings
that hold the plough and drive the team
every day in the year. [Applause.]—
The whole commonwealth' watches
over the farmer. This Society per
forms its office as the agent of the peo
ple. Thev,are assembled at our fair,
to view with honest exultation- the pro
ducts of4he fauns and workshops, and
single out this occasion alone, on agri
cultural pursuits to award public honors
to exalted merit. It is right, therefore,
to assume that the empire State itselfis
presentoin your midst. °
[At this momenta sudden alarm Was
created by the settling of the stage,
which was closely • crowded. There
wss a crashing sound, andi the whole
appeared to be giving way-. Mr. Van
Buren was the first to spring up, and
beg all to be quiet, as there' was noldan
ger. Mr. Bancroft immediately turned
it off very happily—" Yes," he repeat
ed, " the Empire State is in your midst,
and when she is here with the broad
shield of her parental affection over our
heads, no evil and no danger can bele'
an'y of ns—no, not even to hurt a hair
on the head of the youngest, and weak
eSt;-.and tenderest among us"—stoop.
ing, as he spoke, to lay his hand kind
ly on the head of a little child which
had been seated by its mother on the
platform immediately at his feet, which
little incident elicited great applause,
after which Mr. Bancroft proceeded .T
And has it occurred that this great
commonwealth—the most numerous
people ever united under a a popular
form of government—is emphatically a
commonwealth of the, living? Go to
the Old World, and yOur daily walk is
over catacombs ; youriravel among the
tombs. Here the living of the present
day outnumber the dead of all the geo.
erations since your land was discovered,.
All, all who sleep. beneath the soil. of
New York, are fewer in niun'Jer than
you Who move above their graves.
Look-about you and see vikt the men
of the west have acconlplished.
Concentrate in ,iyr,ur mind all that
they have achieved( ; the beauty of their
farms, the length a dgrandeur of their
canals : and rdil-roads, the countless
fleets ofeat'.al home they have construct
ed the ships that have visited every
continf4it and discovered a new one ;
thek. towns enlivening the public plains,
their villages . that*tn the valleys, the
imperial magnificence of their cities ;
and when you hale collected all. these
things in your tlughts,
.then.hear pao
'when I say to yo , that von of this liv
ing `gene radon as' ou oetnumber all the
;dead—are bound, before your eyes are
sealed in+ death, t accomplish for New
York more than I as; been accomplieh
ed for New Yor thus far in all time,.
Well' have you taken 'the device On
1
I your banners ; 11 e sun as he . emerges
gloriously above the iorizon and comes
rejoicing in the East: Well hive jou
chosen your motto; 0 4, Excelsior," up:
wards, , still upwards: ' Mighty com
monwealth! lift tip your heart ;let
your sun ascend with increaping spler.f.
,
cd(994wsoza a t3oSta
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dor towards its' zenith. ;You shall, 66
a light to humanity ; a , joy blithe na
tious—the,g,lory of the world. ,
That "British Cold "—and - those "Peg
The bug-beat 'story started by the
Evening Journal, of the British Gold
to be sent among us to print free-trade
tracts, grows, as it 'rolls on,: in the pro
portion of the story of the Three Black
Crows. The subscription which the .
London Times states, was "recently
opened," according to some of the
organs has already - been completed, and
the money sent over, and the Times
said were to be 'printed in New York,
according to the same organs, have al
ready .been printed, boxed-up, and sent
out into the interior ! The Rochester
(whig) Democrat, Of Tuesday . , says :
64 We are toldithat a box of the tracts
paid for by the British gold sent to this,
country lies been sent on to) this city.
When our locofeco friends read - them,
we hope they will remember this Tact."
Yon are overdoing this. matter, gen
tlemen whigs. ,Itis rather quick work,
simultaneously with an announcement
of tracts to be printed; to advertise a
box of them already printed, Packed:'
and sent off for distribution. It does
appear to us that the locofocos"
would have . managed the story much
better. Our whig.friends are evidently'
in too much of a hurry to have the
thing done which they affect to have
such a horror of, It would no doubt
be a godsend, in these days of their ad
versity.
Another thing . : They should be par-i
tieular in their' ciphering, not to carry
so many, if they expect to have one
half of their
.story believed. They
make nut 20,000 pounds sterling raised
in Manchester alone, toward this free
trade printing fund, whereas the sub
scription list which they publish, with.
4' the Hon. the Lord Provost " at the
head of it, does not foot up within 18,-
000 pounds -of that sum. It does not
reach 2,000.
But we have heard a story worth two ,
of theirs. It is rumored that a. 6 whig
printing establishment in New York
has got the contract for this Country,
having underbid the other printers in
that' city. It is moreover rumored that
the first ...free trade tract" sent out for
publication in this country, is a long
argumentative pamphlet against the an=
nexation of Texas—a tract taking pre
cisely Mr.. Clay's firstposition on that
subject, that it would be better for
Canada, the United States, Texas, and
England to boot, that all should re
main independent of each other; and
that Texas should be at liberty to carry
on a .6 tree trade "with England, ifshe
thinks fit.
The next tract is said to be an , argu.
ment in favor of•the direct assumption
of the State debts—which Mr. Clay
indirectly favors—as a measure calcu•
lated to promote freedom in the con
traction of debt,, and at the same time
put money into the 'pocket of the for
eign bond holders.
The next tract, is to be against the
termination of the copartnership with
Great Britain, in, the occupation of Ore
gon—a positk m which the Whigs in
Congress 'assutned and • persisted in,
against tb e utmost efforts of the demo
crats to get through a notice to the Bri
tish •to quit."
Will the Rochester Democrat be good
ttiodgli to ascertain and inform the
p whether the tracts sent on to that
city, (if any) are not British free trade
tracts against the annexation: of Texas
with the imprint of the publisher, arid,
all about it."—dlbany argus.
RATHER CROWDED.—The New Ham
yen Register has this notice to . _ cm
respondents."
Our friends must not feel slighted, if
We are'Soroewhat tardy in acknowledg
ing favors. • We have now on our tab r fe
waiting notice. a string of onions, fbur
of the latestlMigazines, an early maw
moth cabbage. two sermons, three
loaves of wedding cake, five pieces of,
original poetry, - a Siamese egg, One:
ly's Life aflelnY. a specimen.of
led tomatoes, and a pathetic , story. en,:
titled A. young Lady's .Dream,"
(whielf we shall hand over to ahache
lor friend.) We expect to dig nut dui.=
ing the season. So patience. friends.
. Too etvm. 7 —Two attorneys wishing
to compliment a certain judge, one of
thetti.'began— •
4. Your honor knows how -to manage
these tapicallious wog. to Kluuk,
work."
..Yes," replied the othefi wheir
your hiniot gets a . parcel of tiluse.rag
undies nrourul you, your !Tim is per—
fectly at limit. I"
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