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General Assembly of Virginia.Extra session.Senate.
Tuesday, May , 1862.
Lieut. Gov. Montague in the chair.
The Senate was opened with prayer by Rev. Dr. Moore.
The Clerk presented a joint resolution from the House, announcing its concurrence in the resolution from the Senate agreesing to a joint committee to consider the manner and propriety of filling vacancies by the two bodies.
A bill for re-establishing inspection of tobacco at the warehouse in Farmville.
Rules suspended, read three times, and passed — yeas 28, nava 0.
Mr. Dickinson, from the Committee on Military Affairs, reported the following resolutions, which were adopted, the rules being suspended for that purpose.
Whereas, it is deemed of great importance in the prosecution of the war, that the increase of the production of lead should be facilitated by all means necessary for that purpose:
Be it Resolved, by the General Assembly, That the Governor is hereby authorized to aid in the prod
The Daily Dispatch: May 19, 1862., [Electronic resource], Correspondence. (search)
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Written in 1821, on hearing that the Austrians had entered Naples, with scarcely a show of resistance on the part of the Neapolitans, had declared their independence and pledged themselves to maintain it.--Moore. Ay, sown to the dust with them, slaves as they are!
From this hour let the blood in their dastardly voles.
That shrunk from the first touch of Liberty's war Be sucked out by tyrants, or stagnate in chain!
On — on, like a cloud, through their beautiful vales Ye locasis of tyranny!--blasting them o'cr; Fill — fill up their wids, sunny waters, ye salls.
From each slave mart in Europe, and poison their shore.
May their fate be a mock word — may men of all lands.
Laugh out with a scorn that shall ring to the poles, When each sword, that the cowards 1st fall from their hands.
Shall be forged into fatters to enter their souls!
And deep and more deep, as the iron is driven, Base slaves!
may the what of their agony be, To think —