Richmond Enquirer

From the Virginia Herald.

ODE TO THE COLUMBIA.

Borne along by the billow's bright motion,
Or riding the bark o'er the blue swelling ocean,
Where the fresh gales are blowing:
Swiftly to the silvery surges,
Proudly are her banners flowing;
Gently stealing her canvass'd sides
From a zephyr, which dyes with rare hues
Capes, lakes, visuals of airs, the blue siren
They had, a weird savage, cross the she ste
First aid's task bart found sat ut save canut,
To whom, in mood thought of land he mourn,
And have, a muskets joist leg on lucrative—
What glee toll'o between I What words sung
"the cutgtlese glulies ufa " golden dance i"
'Twas the bapie between t aud vust the stride,
From tho trail raft thai crrpt zloty the thute,
To tatlag Arr", on the tuxine tieir,
Bul, wlat was that ? Coluubua I what wia thc
To axbume iusmuarirl ifnds tlre poxll tave,
And di'd a comatet:atlun -aliut, o ihee f
Thou grabul) pracefui wander ofthr, wa:e T
Op i wud uaut tu the ahin, wusrh Ue pons of tbe free
STILL ou tandsojrly vaflo'er thr deeve of the oth
: '"The abitid ofa Itfrnd und the orsurze of afue,
Waih ber brauty aud east, *bich su cuurteuusl) throw
N.it t veasrl l o'er the watera,
O'er lhe drely salt sra wave
Frecdoni's sut, and trerduiu'' dinzhters-
Tbrse xre luvely-ihuse are brave-
Noile vrggell wayward inaming.
Simutd the gusiefui tides intbrat.
Wrerkihg breaheta tanud thle fuaming,
Wuich thy stvutect hearls avpal ;
Or, amid the batte's slaugluer,
With sunnd proud ouperior fue,
Suould thy best bood stain ihe water,
dud tuy higbrat heaus be luw—
qjallawt obip or the hiue t wbeu tbou ast sallivz afar,
"alin the rxgiag of slorma, or the thuyders of war ;
Be ihy dhjs on she det, eithel elfuty or cltar-
Fhe chrltteu ot irredosu, in grutis adr, set
Pundiy sruat aud nrlieve you will never "forget
liuw you Irouur'd.bave bceu by tbe saxx wbich yoa
hiesr.
Lo! tom kuroja's shore-Iberia's soil,
Gncbeca'd by danget, undunay'd by toil,
H:s fear froze crew th'unaortal Pilot bore
Whcie never sea wave laab'd the brow before;
W here dever piamnet falhvan'd oceaa's bed.
No long iine measnr'd, and no sailo'erspread;
Where hever day-etar rore, on pinions bright,
For mortat wan the harbicger of ugbt :
Or suni'd AurotaPer the vast mnane,
or steep'd her goiden glories in the main-
isere, on an uuknnwn sea. a faithiess lide,
No tract to Coilon, aud mo chart to guide:
when day to day their lougiug cyes the shore
In vain had sought, uutil they sougbt no more:
1here, when no myslic charm, no pray'r preferred,
No invocation and no vow was heard:
Wo hrn scod'd the seaman at the chier's coutro?,
and the pale maauet retbled from the pole-
Cahm, on the poop, the hero stands sublime;
Viexe wohdrous aspectdofa woudrous clune;
See: on lhe weed wove wave the feur'd wood,
And buuyant reed canes bound upon the tlood;
Marks, asdescer.ding suns their lustre Ibrow,
A fanter radiauce. and a milder glow--
itoids his bold course! bis banner, briad, nnfurls,
And guides to Glory, LieearY, and Worlds!
SEDLEY