The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1856-1888, 1865-06-17
THE PACIFIC
Commercial Advertiser.
m, WHY should the Spirit of Mortal be
"" Proud

= r. Carpenter, the ~ekno~n painter of IAe E"lane.-
patton Pr0eta"aiioH bstars me GsG't has TI'1 ros
have urged by several frenls 70 send you the inc!osi
poem written by myself from Mr IdnsoIn's Ups .Hd
although may be to all % your readers the ess
of thu last week give Il nos" a I-;alr -. III va,
v the alone evening n i7 TgL Geris va
se.f, -. - 80 - III. -.nt little TAD his son,
% talk % me Of -LtSesPes- -, o. ,,.- r..j 20 r1,
severn! passages showing genuine
book aside .uI leaning back in his chair said There Is
poem which has been sr't flsore with me 1r ye.isI % %
which N rrarls from . newspaper aud learned
81 yrt- IL but have able 90 ascertain Then
hlif1-.ng eyes h. repeated 70 e The lines when enfI75
% n ever am Opportunity occurred, write them down from
Iii it lie SAIL would omeme try to give them 70 me-
fs days afterwarI asked To accompany him TO the
temporary studio q yr Sayne the sculptor WHO vas tks
sittns fr the bust was suddenly reminded Of the poem, and
he complied ani sitting upon s', ~ - - @ - 80 O. r.,
rrnember, wrote the lines down. one ny one IrOla
h'' bps win great = B. CasrESrEE.
oh why should spirit of mortal be proui'
Like sxiit. fleeing meteor, fast flying cloud,
A fash u the lightning, a break Of the wave,
lie passeti from life to his rest in the grave
Tn. leaves Of the oak ana the willow shall fiie,
BE scattered arould aaI together be Iaidi
And the young old, and the low and the high
Shall mouIIer o dust and together shall lie
The. infant and mother attended and loved;
The mother that infants affection who proveii
Tn. husband mother and inian; who blessed,
Each all, away to their dwellings Of Rest
The hani Of the king that the sceptre hath borne
The brow of the priest the nitre hath worn;
The eye Of the sage and the heart Of the brave,
Are hidden audI lost n the depths Of the grave
The peasant whose lot and to reap;
The herIsman who climbed with his goats the steep
The iegs,ar who wandered in search Of his bread,
Have faded away Ike the grass that We tread
-, The multitude goes. ike the flower weed
That withers away TO let others succeed;
50 the multitude comes, even those We behold
To repeat every tale that has often been told
For We are the same fathers have beeni
We sight our fathers have seen;
We drink the same stream and view the
AMI run fathers have run
The thoughts we are thinking fathers would Think
From the death shrinking fathers would shrink
To the life re arec cIiaging they also would cingi
Isut Il speeds for u all, Ike bird on the wing
They loved but the story canno; unfoil;
They scorueI the heart Of the naughty Is cold;
They g.vei but no wall from sIumber will comei
They joyeI the tongas Of their gainess is dumb
Thy dieI ay they died we things that are now,
That "a the tart that lies over their brow,
al M their dwellings a transient abode
Meet the things that they met their pilgrimage road
Yea hope and despOn,Ieucy pleasure AMI pain,
We mingIe together in sunshine aud rIni
And the srniI. auI tear, the song and the dirgr,
stiI follow each other, like surge upon surge
Tt, the wink OF an eye 's the draught of breath
From, the blossom Of health paeness % death,
From the giIIeI saloon the bier and the shrOud.
Uh Why should the spirit Of mortal be proud?