Martinsburgh Gazette

FROM THE BOSTON EVENING GAZETTE.

" Now is the winter of our discontent
" Made glorious summer-
"And all the clouds that lower'd upon our state,
"In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
" Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths,
" Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
"Our stern alarms chang'd to merry meetings,
" Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.
" Grim-visag'd war has sooth'd his wrinkled front.
" And now-
" Smile, heaven, upon this fair conjunction,
"That long hath frown'd upon our enmity!
" Enrich the time to come with smooth-fac'd peace,
"With smiling plenty, and fair prosperous days!"

Upon our first page will be found a statement of the late heart exhilarating news of Peace, between this country and Great Britain Words are Feeble to express the enthusiastic joy of our fellow citizens, upon the receipt of this cheering and unexpected intelligence. The almost frantic shout, the loud sounding peal, the cannons now welcome roar, the suspension of business, and the voluntary illumination-all but imperfectly spoke the exultation of the soul.
The work of destruction is over. Great Britain and America, are at peace, and it now only remains for them to struggle for preeminence in deeds that shall exalt, and not debase humanity.
While the Merchant returns to his almost neglected counting room-while the Mechanic brushes the accumulated dust of years from his tools and from his bench-- while the Statesman rejoices in the returning prosperity of his country --let the christian exult that deeds of death are done- that the ocean is no longer dyed, and the plains no longer deluged with the blood of heroes -that the civilized world now rests from its arduous conflicts--and that one great, mighty and universal voice rises from the nations of Christendom, proclaiming " PEACE ON EARTH, AND GOOD WILL TO MEN."