THE TRIBUNE.

For the N.w.rork Tfibun''
THE AvENGER.

BY Aucrsrrs sxoDcnAsss.
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rvr ruthless Anarch that OF old


Reigued DER the dark, unfinished world,
Down. midst bis jarring subjects rolled,
From rule and Empire ever hurled,
AS Order fixed from Heaven came forth.
And moved upon the new-made Earth
Creation, animate and dead,


soai, dust-leaped TO their place assigned;
The World on rs high voyage speo'
Wales sunk, and mountains rose-the wind
Grasped It's shrill pipe; streams gan to roll
Dust me, with dust, and sou! with soul
Then did Creation own the power,


And feel the force of Law divine:
Truth, mighty from her natal hour,


Fer since has ruled with sway benign.
Triumphant in her justice strong
Supporting Good-avengiDg WIqns.
What though the Evil for while,


Has scoffed at Truths avenging rod;
What though within her sacred aisle,


Where Virtue worships, she hath tIod,
And raised aloud her impious tongue;
Lo. Time the avenging bolt has flung.
Fool know'st thou not that Nature draws
With giant impulse to her end
Canst thou, a rebel 10 her Laws,


Her Heaven-directed purpose bend?
The Laws avepger cometh forth,
To dash thee, scofiing, TO the Earth.
The Law its own Avenger is;


Break ii, and with tigers spring,
II crushes and devours, joy, bliss,


Life, and high Hope we downward iilng,
And with an Idiots reason dare
A punishment that none can bear
Ages on Ages-since the years


Their revolutions swift began
uav. flown the streams Of blood and tears.


Sor;nzing from the foul heart Of Man!
Hath Time no voice Alas rs tongue
AS the last trump shall ring, hath rung'
Foul Appetite and Lust of wrong,


Fired by false reason, have broke down
The pale of Truth. until the strong


Have for old Customs built crown,
And weak men kneel and pnans sing
Unto the moilcy-visaged King
But every wrong avenged shall be-


Through the still lapse OF years, the doom
Grows black'nins, ill like ships at sea


Gulphed, wave-struck, in a searchless tomb
Man, tribes or nations, fall, forgot,
Or, if remembered, honored not.
False gods, and .falser men have wrought


Decay and ruin wide and drear;
Gods from deep mines; and Dagons brought


From false Desires, TO Heaven raised near
By Souls rebellious, back are hurled,
With blighting pressure on the World.
Thus men have worn the bonds Of Wrong,


And have sunk down on beds OF pain,
And rose with throbbing brows. How long


Shall their limbs bear the CALLING chain !
And Earth groan with their deeds unjust,
And feed the Avenger with It's dust1
Eorsieh, v. Y.