Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1864-05-03
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She sat In Her Eternal House,
Tho Sovereign Mother Of Mankind
Before Her was the peoped World
The hollow Night behind
Below my feet the thunders break,
Above my head the stars rejoice
But Man although ne babble, much,
Has never found Voice
Ten thousand yeap have come and gone
And not an hour Of any day
But he has dumbly looked to me
The lhirss he could not say
Il shall be so no more. She said,
And then, revolving In Her mind
ahs thought: " viii create eLlld
shall spsak for all his kind"
It was the sprIng-time of the year,
And 10 where Aron's waters nou,
The Child, Her darling, came on earth
Three hundred years ago.
There Was n porteut In The sky.
No cry Ike Pans, along the seas
Nor lowered round his baby mouth
The swarm q classic bees
What other children were, he vas,
II more, 't~as not to mortal ken
The being likes, to mankind
Made him the Man Of Men
They gossipped aftet he wai dead,
An idle tale Of stealing deer
One thinks be studied Law, and one
Taught school ,--bu. niesht is clear
Save that he married, in hi, youth,
AmAid hlJ elder went to Town;
Wrote plays made money and al last
Came back and settled down,
A prosperous man among hlskin,
Is stfat'ofl, Shere bis bone, rsposs
And this-vha can be lessi san
Ths world Of shAtspsare knows!
I, irEs " that We know no more,
Pr where We love, we would know all
what you'd be small In common men,
10 great is never small.
Their daily hAbits--ho~ e they looked
The color Of their eyes and hair
Their prAyefs-their osthS-hs wins they drank
Ths clothes they used to wear
tribes like these declare The men,
And should survive thsm-nay, they must
Wen hnd them semewhere--ii 1t needs,
Wen rake among their dust
Not shlk,pssre's he hath l.ft h. cur.
On him disturb' IL let it rest
The sseredes, that ever Death
Laid In the earth, DARK breast.
Notto himself did he belong
Nor does bic life belong toui;
Enough, he was give DER the search
II be we're ih1s or thus
Before be came, hi. like vas not,
Nor lefi he heirs 10 share his powers
The Mighty Mother sent hin here,
To be Her voics-andiours
To be Her orsole TO Man
To be vhAt Nan may bs 10 Her;
Between the Maker and ths Mode
The best Interpreter
Ths hearts Of all men beat 10 his.
Alike In pleasure, and in pain,
And he contained their myriad minds
hankInd in Heart snd Brain!
k'akpsars What shapes are conjured up
BY 'bst one word They cons and 90,
More real, SHADOWS though thsy be,
Than many a man We know
Hamlet the Dane-ushappy Prince,
Who most enjoys when suffering most
H' 'oal Is haunted by itself--
There needs no other Ghost!
The Than. whose murierOu' fancy sees
The painted dagger in the air
The guilty Kins Who stands sppalled,
Whe. Bsnquo all, bis chair
Lear In the tempest old and er.ssd-
" BloT.ufus' : SBiff Z. nags ~ wAih head -
Or, ssddsr, watching for the breath
OF dear Cordelis-dssd
The much. abused, relentless Jew
Grave Prospero, IN hi. nAgic Isle
Asd She rho eaptived Antsny-
The Serpent Of Old Nile
Imperial Forms, heroic Souls,
srsek RomAn-mAs,ers Of the world
Kings, quesns-ihs soldier, scholar, ptisst,-
The eourtier, sleek aud eurlsd -
lie knew and drew all rank, Of men,
And did such life to them imPsr,,
They grew not old d-lmmortal Types,
The Lords Of Life and Art
Their Sovereign, he. As She Vas his,
The triul Mother of the Race,
Who, hid from all Her children's eyes,
unveiled to him Her face
spase to him TIL Her Speech was known,
Through him TN Man had learned it--thsn
Rnthroned Him In Her Heavenly House,
The Most supreme Of Men!