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A War correspondent of the CincinnatiGazetteclaims that the following effusions were found among the official papers of the Adjutant of one of the Virginia regiments:Come all you brave Virginia boys With hearts boath stout and true Come lets go…

Thro' centuries enslaved, They wore its heavy yoke: No arm for freedom braved, No warning prophet spoke. Content to boil their evil day Beneath the tyrant's iron sway. Where is the promised aid To Jacob's offspring given? Hath God, the Father,…

I saw a poor man enter where The worshippers of God were seen. His garments cheap and worn threadbare. Yet all was tidy, neat, and clean— I saw him take a lonely seat, And worship at the Saviour's feet. I saw, hard by, a family Dress'd out in…

I saw the in the cloud, mother, Thou smilest on me there: The sunny wreath—thy shroud mother Thy grave—the spangled air! Thy wing, all golden seems, mother, To span the heavens broad, And urge thy shining course, mother, Among the isles of…

DENIES THE SOFT IMPEACHMENTOne of our native poets, tickeled at a little circumstance that happened in his family, in a sentimental fit rushed into print with it, and attempted to father it upon the carelessness of St. Peter but that custodian, it…

Oh, a wonderful stream is the river of Time, As it runs through the realms of tears, With a faultless rhythm and a musical rhyme,And a borad'ning sweep, and a surge sublime, That bends with the ocean of years. How the winters are drifting like…

They sleep; athwart my white Moon-marbled casement, with her solemn mein, Silently watching o'er their rest serene, Gazeth the star-eyed Night. My girl, sedate or wild, By turns as playful as a summer breze, Or grave as Night or star-lit Southern…

I dreamed of you the other nightA little dream, and yet so bright,It made me happy all the day,Thinking how kindly was the wayYou took my hand and pressed it oftUpon your lips so fresh and soft:Then smoothing from my face the hairThat is so often…

Shout to the winds of heavenBabylon at length shall fall;The flat hath been givenAnd mightly watchers call"The time is come! her g[?] yokeFrom off cretion's neck is broke!"Toussaint L'Overture,With myriad unseen bands,Has made destruction sure;And…

When we hear the music ringing Through the bright celestial dume, When sweet angels voices singing, Gladly bid us welcome home To the land of ancient story, Where the spirit knows no care, In the land of light and glory, "Shall we know each…