POEMS OF JAMES RYDER RANDALL
His trumpet-tones re-echoed like
Evangels to the free,
Where Chimborazo views a world
Mosaic’d in the sea;
And his proud form shall stand erect
In that triumphal car
Which bears to the Valhalla gates
Heroic Bolivar!
He spoke for Greece, and freedom flew
Along her sacred rills,
Waking the mighty soul that slept
On Marathinian hills;
While bold Buzzards launched his flag
Upon the gull of night,
And hurled a living thunderbolt
Against the Ottomite!
The pillars of the Union quaked
Before discordant shocks,
When Heaven had sent its liberal snows
Upon his honored locks;
Though all the Angels beckoned him,
His conquering arm uprose,
And wrenched his country’s flag away
From its rebellious foes.
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