And whitening and brightening, And quivering and shivering, And hurrying and skurrying, And thundering and floundering; Dividing and gliding and sliding, And sprinkling and twinkling and wrinkling, Retreating and beating and meeting and sheeting, Recoiling, turmoiling and toiling and boiling, And rushing and flushing and brushing and gushing, And flapping and rapping and clapping and slapping, Wildly he started, - for there in the heavens be fore him Fluttered and flew the original star-spangled banner. Two objections are in the way of the acceptance of this anther by the committee: in the first place, it is not an anthem at all; sec ondly, it is a gross plagiarism from an old Sclavonic war-song of the primeval ages. Next we quote from a NATIONAL ANTHEM. BY THE HON. EDWARD E, OF BOSTON. PONDEROUS projectiles, hurled by heavy hands, On the great path that to her greatness led; And, rising like a cloud-dispelling sun, This fine production is rather heavy for an "anthem," an-1 contains too much of Boston to be considered strictly national. To set such an anthem" to music would require a Wagner; and even wee? II And curling and whirling and purling and really accommodated to a tune, it could only be whistled by the Over the sea-ribbed land of the fleet-footed Once there went forth young Ursa to gaze at the Ursa, the noblest of all Vikings and horsemen. populace. We now come to a NATIONAL ANTHEM. BY JOHN GREENLEAF W. Preserv-ed Fish, the Deacon stern and true, The sectional bias of this "anthem "renders it unsuitable for use NATIONAL ANTHEM. BY DR. OLIVER WENDELL H A DIAGNOSIS of our history proves To love it more, behold how foreign shores Sink into nothingness beside its stores. Hyde Park at best-though counted ultra grandMusing he sat in his stirrups and viewed the The "Boston Common" of Victoria's land — horizon, The committee must not be blamed for rejecting the above after Where the Aurora lapt stars in a north-polar reading thus far, for such an "anthem" could only be sung by z college of surgeons or a Beacon Street tea-party. Turn we now to a manner; Miss Mulock 175 At early dawn I marked them in the sky Montgomery 352 | Burly, dozing humble-bee! 450 Busy, curious, thirsty fly. But all our praises why should lords engross? R. W. Emerson 354 612 But Enoch yearned to see her face again Tennyson 166 590 At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still At Timon's villa let us pass a day 571 But I remember, when the fight was done Ave Maria! o'er the earth and sea Beattie But now our quacks are gamesters But who the melodies of morn can tell? Beattie Calm on the bosom of thy God Ralph Hoyt 229 Cano carmen sixpence, a corbis plena rye Mater Anser's 63 284 Anacreon 309 622 Come from my first, ay come ! Behold the young, the rosy Spring (Translation of Thomas Moore) Behold this ruin! 'T was a skull Believe me, if all those endearing young charms 747 Ben Battle was a soldier bold Bird of the wilderness Thos. Warton 325 James Hogg L. E. Landon 9 R. H. Dana 267 O. W. Holmes 733 W. M. Praed 708 morning 309 24 615 Come, let us plant the apple-tree 181 Come on, sir; here 's the place Come, O thou Traveller unknown. Birds, the free tenants of land, air, and ocean Come, see the Dolphin's anchor forged S. Ferguson 424 |