528 ommend him. said, —
Of him it might truly be
"His life was gentle, and the elements So mixed in him, that Nature Might stand up and say to all the world, 'This was a man.'" His love of his State found expression in the following poem, which has been adopted by universal consent as our State hymn. It is too well known in North Carolina to be repeated; but as your magazine has a na tional circulation, a poem from so eminent a Judge may be worthy of being given at length.
Where Plenty and Freedom, Love and Peace smile before us, Raise aloud, raise together the heart thrilling chorus, Hurrah! hurrah! the old North State forever. Hurrah! hurrah! the good old North State. The tune, it need hardly be added, is that of Heber's well-known hymn, beginning, — "When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, And o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming." Some one has said, " The style is the man." The following extract from Gaston's address at the University presents the style and the man : —
The Old North State. "Honestly seek to serve your country, for it is glorious to advance the good of your fellow-men, and thus, as far as feeble mortals may, act up to the great example of Him in whose image and likeness you are made. Seek, also, by all honest arts, to win their confidence, but beware how you ever prefer their favor to their service. The high road of service is indeed laborious, exposed to the rain and sun, the heat and dust; while the by-path Though she envies not others their merited glory, Say, whose name stands the foremost in liberty's of favor has apparently at first much the same di rection, and is bordered with flowers and sheltered story? by trees, ' cooled with fountains and murmuring Though too true to herself e'er to crouch to op pression, with waterfalls.' No wonder then that, like the Who can yield to just rule a more loyal submission? son of Abensina, in Johnson's beautiful Apologue, Hurrah, etc. the young adventurer is tempted to try the happy Plain and artless her sons, but whose doors open experiment of uniting pleasure with business, and gaining the rewards of diligence without suffering faster At the knock of the stranger, or the tale of disaster? its fatigues. But once entered upon, the path of favor, though found to decline more and more How like to the rudeness of their dear native moun tains from its first direction, is pursued through all its With rich ore in their bosoms, and life in their deviations, till at length even the thought of return fountains ' to the road of service is utterly abandoned. To Hurrah, etc. court the fondness of the people is found, or sup posed to be, easier than to merit their approba And her daughters, the queen of the forest resem tion. Meanly ambitious of public trust without bling; the virtues to deserve it; intent on personal dis So graceful, so constant, yet to gentlest breath trem bling, tinction, and having forgotten the ends for which And true lightwood at heart : let the match be ap alone it is worth possessing, the miserable being, plied them, concentrated all in self, learns to pander to every How they kindle and flame! Oh, none know but vulgar prejudice, to advocate every popular error, who've tried them. to chime in with every dominant party, to fawn, Hurrah, etc. . flatter, and deceive, and becomes a demagogue. Then let all those who love us love the land we live in. How wretched is that poor being who hangs on (As happy a region as on this side of Heaven.) i the people's favor! All manliness of principle has
Carolina, Carolina, Heaven's blessings attend her; While we live we will cherish, protect, and defend her. Though the scorner may sneer at, and witlings de fame her, Our hearts swell with gladness whenever we name her. Hurrah! hurrah! the old North State forever. Hurrah! hurrah! the good old North State.
