Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1872-07-02
Selected Po'trp.
THE EDITORIAL YEAR.

The following beautiful and touching poem wa
read at the recent annual Convention Of Wisconsin
editors, at Madison by Judge L. b Noyes, editor oil
the Marinette and Peshtgo Eagle
A year on the confines Of Time
Wings hurriedly, rapidly by.
Its events stand In me mory's silence sublime
While the music Of ages blends soft with the chime
That floats on the air with sigh.
We hear in the silence of the night
When sleeping, the pillow we've pressed,
When visions crowd fast on the souls inner sight
As she plumes her bright pnions for heavenly flight
To gardens that bloom for the blest.
The tones that in harmony stole
Ger our soothingly sweet,
In the long, LONG AGO, and they silently roll
Like hymnings OF bliss DER purified soul
That walks on the bright golden street"
In the staid, purple autumn of life,
We gather the ripeuipg fruit
Oh evil or good, OF peace OF of strife,
As our years with these qualities eer have been rife
Aud fate settles every dispute.
Have we scorned, laughed at sadness and tears,
To charity steeled proud hearth
The ashes of hope float away with the years,
Our pleasures are skeletons. hooking our fears,
That refuse 20 abate or depart.
Have we opened glad. willing palm
To brother sister in need
Ger the soul and the heart comes heay enly calm:
With JOY of seraphc the angels embalm
With holy affection, the dead.
Thank God that record is made
OF a charity noble and grand,
Enduring, immortal, that never will fade
or people who gave, of a people who prayed
Relieving desolate land
Last year when the roses Of June
Smiled bright in their beauty and bloom
When the birds and the ees and the owrets in tun
Chahted natures sweet anthem ye stood at hi noon
On spot that was marked for a tomb
Fair hands had prepared the repasi,
Bright faces and eyes with soft light
Beamed around, and the breath of the breeze aa IL
passed,
Famed scene far too joyous, too brilliant. to last
Twas engulied on a wild, starless night
Ye stood on the swift rivers shore,
Saw its waters glide onward below,
While the scene that enchanted this eye stood beor
The rapt sense There the vine clambored Ger
The neatly wrought lattice. the opening door,
oi homes that are cold ashes
Heard you the dread. ominoas roar
That broke on the silence of night
Saw ye the fork'd lishtnings that flashed out be-
fore
That meloud of fire sweeping on from the shore
OF he'll, in its terrible iightY
lie ard ye the sad wall of despair
Struggle forth on the thick murky breath
or the hurricane demon that tore through the air.
Can ye know halfthe understanding anguish that
Was hushed in the stiffness of death
Saw ye the blanched, woe riven cheek
0fthe mother who searched DER that plain.-
Who begged in loves accents-vOcs shudringly
meek,
When the fire fend had gone that the ruins so bleak
Would give back her lost treasures aganl
At best all our efforts are tame
Topicture the oithat night;
When city went down in Of flame,
And the world stood aghast at the sight
The CLEAN Of the bright burning sun
Pierced the smoke of that funeral pile,
Ger courses electric, the sad tidngs run,
And the nobest Of victories that ges have won
lights the wan cheek Of care with smile.
Ger nations proud, glorious domain.
The footsteps of charity sweep
Her voice trembles sweet the mountain and plain,
Every heart opens gladly its portals amain,
For the angel to enter and weep.
With the sorrowing she mingies her tears,
We are thrilled by the JOY she imparts
Like a pure, whie ROBBED angel of light she appears
And her memory floats like a song through the years
That flow over our desoate hearts
Yet fain from this sorrow we turn
To brighter aud happier theme;
For, corrodng the heart strings, those memories
And on through the ages, will often return,
Like the flash Of a ieyerish dream.
A magical power is known
To move on the nations for good,
fis mightier power than the Sceptsr Of throne,
1t where the radiance Of knOwlsdg, has shown
Or the genii OF science have stood
lis a light that in glory will shine
As long as the stars shall endure;
II perces the workshops. illumines the mine,
Its fruits are to manhood a treasure divine
Jalisman holy and pure.
The old world its counsels has heard
The new in its grandeur is strong,
Humanitys heart by its virtue is stirred,
And its pulses gigantic keep time TO the word
That moves empires and Kingdoms along.
As yearly our brethren meet,
Its trials aud triumphs sing;
Drop tear DER the dead, While the liyngwe greet,
In heart felt enjoyment, in communion sweet
Fresh Iaurels AS offerings bring.
Then hail to the Press and the Pes;
power that's stronger than fate
A health TO the Union Of States and Of men,
To the ''uuion Of hearts and of handsyes and then
Three cheers for tue brave BADGER STATE