Show HIS lABORS BELABORS ENDED rb Peoples People's Acclaim of Washington as Their Hero Journeyed to Annapolis to Lay Down His Sword Poem written for tor the unveiling of the tablet at Severn Cross Crony Roads whore where Washington on passed on his way to resign his commission at Annapolis KIS roadside sings again to today toi to T day- day Here where the barren branches sway And keen December winds sweep by Beneath a cold and azure sky sky- The Tho old road echoes to some tread trea Of morning in a vanished hour When here the red cheeked courier sped And here the young lands land's pride and flower Of 01 g glory and achievement came cameTo cameTo cameTo To add fresh glory glary to his name The villages t had all come out To hear hoor the news to watch about To catch some glimpse far up the way 0 Of f Washington who Washington who from the fray And from the council and the crest Was riding down his sword to lay Oi ce more upon his country's breast breast breast- While he stepped back bad to that sweet rest H He year yearned rj for Y Yonder onder sounds a II call calli A it bugles bugle's note mayhap th the fall fallO O bf horse-hoofs horse on the old State road road road- From every hamlet t and abode Men women children hurry forth The wind is sweet Wed though west wed by bynorth bynon bynorth north non And keen with that sharp chill that comes When on the hill hin the partridge drums r I i j This way they loo look this Ibis way wad and J that I I Th They'll yU know him Aim by his Ms coat and hat hal They've seen Been his face in pictures so 30 There Ther wont won't be b any doubt th they'll know But deep within their hearts tar t-tar t they g sigh s They'll know him by his Ail forthright eye His noble mien miers his lofty frame His fitting in with road and sky As nature fits all great forms in And signs the portrait with her name The young folk chatter smile and ri g-ri grin n The old are prone to 6 be severe seven And stretch each of the th ear To catch rote that first fird sharp clicking sound 0 Of f the th stage lage coach tAunt thundering ting on i iway its way The hoo hoof beat on o-n the frozen ground That knows th the kind o of 01 f t tune to play y Some in small smal groups group together drawn drown Wait on the tA green bench o of f a J lawn l And th these there there-in in n more sedate se as- date date date- The TM wisdom Jm of ht his act Clef debate One OM ris rises who defends defend the sire 0 Of f his great land and vows with wit ire ireTis ireTis only a great mans man's way ind indeed d To give up lofty place secede From honors of such uch high de degree Putting am ambition ilion aside adds de and fame Upon the tAtS altar whence they came came came- His Hi country's heart heart arid and stepping down From all the lure of high renown Take Tare his old place in life again One Ons with all kindred gentlemen Some Bome tell the story sUrry of his Ms trip While others hark har with h hanging nging lip lip lip- That parting at old Fraunces inn With those who'd been his aids a. a at war Tears in his eyes and in his heart Mart That aching that thai they feel who part With Wills comrades and with friends friend who've spent Hours with them in the battlement Of life of fate of hopes and dreams And brave long before Then to th the barge they see him go goAt goAt goAt At Whitehall Ferry bowing low lowIn In that stately form of 01 grace At each weh bowed head and tear tearstained fate face And then that silent sweet adieu At Paulus sad Hook H Hook sad words and few A A. silent waving of the hand handBack handBack handBack Back to his Ms high and faithful band Then with his face set hither strong In the high purpose he had made mad To heed no imploring of the throng But Bu lay at al his country's reef feet A nr blade Then the triumphant jaunt begun begun- begun begun- Those days o of f journeying in the sun The plaudits of a nations nation's best Poured round him at each stopping place A And nd on the roads from mile to mile Always some patriot in whose w breast Inviolate love had left its trace Coming to bow by the road hed he'd take And kiss the cold ground for lor his dear sake Phi Philadelphians Philadelphian's loud acclaim Then Baltimore her Baltimore her royal bounty Poured as never poured before By every wery county seat and co- co cof county f To pay due homage to his name And give him a welcome at this door I 0 Of f Maryland hed he'd remember long longAs longAs longus As us life should last or dreams prolong Their memories in his noble soul Then once again the coach wheels whee roll Hes He's coming down coming down the Generals General's Way The old State Stale road is 3 Gods God's today Gods God's Gods and and beneath his sparkling ng sun sun sun- Gods God's and the General Washington l Ten miles beyond the cross roads lies The capital oer o'er yonder rise The Severn smiles neath azure skies dies Where Indian Landing sleeps deeps beside The murmuring music of that tide tid Whose song song song-as as light ligh 4 as beauty beauty- cheers The silvering romance of 01 the tA years yean H Hell He'll pass fW hire here soon and end this tAit way woy rings ring The music of the tit morn Had kings king Such love los from I those O they rule rulo e as ashe ashe he heAh he- he Ah dh well what kingdoms nu we should ace seel But Bu h he has ha struck down I kings h hit his sword i i Had fought for fOt freedom and nd the he Lord And now nolO the tM cross r roads 4 lee teems with life The hour has come the keen hUB fD winds ITh I knife Is cutting under skin and bone But Bui who cares caru for fOT the eel cold alt a alone lone Grave figure shall each heart A An echo cAo see how sharp ears un start tori It is the General hooray General hooray And down the tILe Generals General's Highway The yeomen who have hae seen him pass pau in is i c cheering em groups one groups p OM OM mass massOf mass massOf Of 0 burn burning ng and of patriot teal 1 To be first followers Tl at h hit his lied heel It II is u the General hooray I 1 This roadside l sings again today T This i oot nation m sings Bings its ill heart still t Re Before ore him i in those dream th crowd I The moving canvas o of 01 f the years yean There like a peer among hi his peer pearl The Th vision looms again and he hs Stands in that room we still may see see One hand behind his back and one OM Laying that sword his t 3 bravery won WM Upon the table A shaft of light Across the senate chamber steals A prelate in the he foreground kneels A consecrated hour indeed That hour of high exalted need That noble and immortal act act- act 1 Its Ifs spirit gleaming above its fact fac Its soul of beauty so made one With the high soul o of 01 f Washingto l l |