Identifier: ohioarchologic30ohio (find matches)
Title: Ohio archæological and historical quarterly
Year: 1887 (1880s)
Authors: Ohio State Archaeological and Historical Society
Subjects: History Archaeology
Publisher: Columbus : Published for the Society by A.H. Smythe
Contributing Library: Allen County Public Library Genealogy Center
Digitizing Sponsor: Allen County Public Library Genealogy Center

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^^^m/ ly^i^run^y (180) OLD BROWN. Old Lion! tangled in the net, Baffled and spent, and wounded sore,Bound, thou who neer knew bonds before, A captive, but a lion yet. Death kills not. In a later time, (O, slow, but all-accomplishing!)Thy shouted name abroad shall ring, Wherever right makes war sublime. When in the perfect scheme of God,It shall not be a crime for deedsTo quicken liberating creeds, And men shall rise where slaves have trod; Then he, the fearless future Man, Shall wash the blot and stain away,We fix upon thy name today — Thou hero of the noblest plan. O, patience, felon of the hour!Over thy ghastly gallows-treeShall climb the vine of Liberty, With ripened fruit and fragrant flower. — Wm. D. How ells.December, 1859. (181)
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JOHN BROWN Taking the oath of allegiance to the anti-slavery cause, 1857. From adaguerreotype in the Mr. and Mrs. T. B. Alexander collection in theMuseum of the Ohio State Archaeological and Historical Society. Laterin life Brown wore a full beard. (182) JOHN BROWN. The Great Republic bred her free-born sonsTo smother conscience in the cowards hush, And had to have a freedom-champions Blood sprinkled in her face to make her blush. One will become a passion to avenge Her shame — a fury consecrate and weird, As if the old religion of Stonehenge Amid our weakling worships reappeared. It was a drawn sword of Jehovahs wrath, Two-edged and flaming, waved back to a host Of mighty shadows gathering on its path, Soon to emerge as soldiers, when the ghost Of John Brown should the lines of battle form. When John Brown crossed the Nations Rubicon,Him freedom followed in the battle-storm, And John Browns soul in song went marching on. Though John Browns body lay beneath the sod, His soul release

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