For the Telegraph
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rs JAMES r. JErr.
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Defeated yes; the boast, the pride,
The glory If the land,
Defeated y. and thrust aside,


With cold, ungrateful hand;
And he, the honored. the revered,
With all his gif,- of power,
Whose thrilling voice he land has chccred
In many a darksome hour,
Is beaten, and a scrvile one


Preferred to Freedoms noblcst son,
Defeated YES; but still the same
In Intellect and soul
Still shines inscribed his glorious name,
On Famc's immortal roll:
And when our bark in after years,
Drives madly o'er the wave,
And scarce a ray Of hope appears,
Her shattered hull TO save,
rescucing brightness, from afar,
Shall burst from our rejected star.
Defeated yes; at party's will,


lie stands immortal yet;
Rejected YES; but brighter still
A star that cannot set;
And when at length our champion great
Rests in purer ckHc,
And the bitterness Of party hate
l. soficned down by time,
The land will mourn, and wonder how
He could have been rejected now,
Defeated yes; BY one whose name
No glorious halo brightens,
Who came forth wildly as the fame
That from the tempest iightens:
For him were claimed no noble deeds,
Twas all excitement rash,
And like the darkness which succeeds
The storIn-cloud's sudden flash,
We sadly fear the gloom will BE-
Which follows such a victory.
Defeated yes; but whilst the heart
One generous throb retains;
Whilst worth can smile a ISLANDERS dart;
Whilst social order reigns;
Whilst Freemen love the soil they tread,
And glory TO be free;
Whilst trees their yearly foliage she'd,
And rivers seek the sea
Shall live, and hold DER hearts its sway,
The honpred name Of Henry CLAY.