The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1871-08-25
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80 here our paths OF life az last
Divide-diverge, like delta'd Nile,
which a.ter desert dangers passed
o. many and many thousand mile,
As constant as a column stone
Seeks out the sea divorced-alone.
What recks il now whose was the blame?
But call it mine: for better used
Am TO wrong and cold disdain-
Can better bear 10 be accused
OF all that bears the shape OF shame
Than have you bear one touch Of blame.
know yours was the lighter heart,
And yours the hope OF grander need;
Yet did falter in my part
But there is weakness in defeat,
And have felt its iron stride
While your young feet were yet untried.
set my face for power and place
Ny soul is toned TO sdllenness-
Ny heart holds not one sign or trace
OfIove, or trust, or tenderness.
But you:-your years OF happiness
God knows would not make them less.
But should you sometime read a sign
4 name among the princely few,
While you with friends and fair ones shine,
Then careless say 20 one OF two:
He once was mine-his smiles, his tears
We're mine-were mine for years and wears.
| And vet it were bootless strife;
ran too swiftly up the way
IN my uneheerful spring OF life
And wearied ere the noon ofday.
/ I did not reach-was il a crime
/ That my life knew no summeT-times
And still could not now complain,
God made life's hilltop low, so low,
Because faltered on the plain
] I crossed its summit long ago.
Thus, sooner than you would suppose,
some weary feet will ind repose.
/ And you will come some summer eve,
When wheels the white moon on her track,
And hear the plantive night-bird grieve,
! And hear the crickets clad in black;
/ Alone-nOt far-a little spell,
And say, "well, yes, he loved my well:'
And sigh, "well, yes, mind me now,
| None were so bravely true as he;
| And yet his loye was tame somehow
It was 30 truely true TO me;
l wished his patient love had less
OF worship and oftenderness:
Il wish il still, for thus alone
There comes a keen reproach or pain
A feeling dislike 10 own
Half yearnIngs for his voice again.
Half longing for his earnest gaze
To know him mine always-always.n
I did not blame you-do not blame
The stormy elements of soul
That Idid scorn 10 tone OF tame,
or bind down unto duh control
In my fierce youth-they all are yours
With all their nerceness and their force.
The meek-eyed stars are cold and white,
And steady fixed for all the years;
The comet burns the wings Of night
! And dazzles elements and spheres
Then dies in beauty and a blaze
OF light, of burning heat and haze.
| The poets passOn-lofty pride
/ The sentiment-the wOOing thrOng,
/ OF sweet temptations that betide
The wild and wayward child Of song,
The world knows not: o, lit hand
To those who know-who understand.
There is no dead so beautiful
As is the dead and buried past
This may love, nor be betrayed
The dead are faithful 10 the last.
am not spouselesS-I have wed
\ memory-a llfe's that dead.
Now, when the stately sea comes in,
With measured tread and mouth ai0am,
Ny darlings cry above the din,
And ask, HAS father yet come homes"
Then look into the peaceful sky,
And gently answer, "By and by"
Twas mine to be misunderstood
By kneelers at the golden shrine,
For adore the true, the good;
Their loves are theirs and mine are mine.
o, despise them-scorn their ways,
Nor fear their frowns, nor seek their praise.
do not murmur nor complain
Above me are the stars and blue
Alluring me to grand refrain;
Before,-the beautiful and true
To love or hate-to win or lose
10! will now arise and choose.
God keep you beautiful and true
e God keep you pure, o, very pure
= God help you TO endure and do
Z The all He mag demand OF you
Keep time frosts from your raven hair,
= And your young heart without care.
= CINCINNATUs II. MulLEI