The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1873-11-15

From the Atlantic Monthly for December.
John UndcrhiIi.
ny JOIN o. WHITTIER
score OF years had come and gone
Since the Pilgrims landed on Plymouth stone,
When Captain Underhill, bearing scars
From Indian ambush and Flemish wars,
Left three-hlllcd Boston and wandered down,
East by north, to CoChecD town.
With vdne the younger In counsel sweet
lie had sat at Anna IIuchlnsons feet,
And, when the bolt OF Punishment fell
ON the head of his sanity oracle,
He shared her Ill as her good report,
And braved the wrath OF the General Court.
lie shook from his feet ashc rode away
The dust OF the Massachusetts BAY,
The world might bless and the world might ban
What did 1t matter the perfect man,
To whom the freedom Of earth was given,
Proof against SIN, and sure Of heaven?
He chccred his heart as he rode along
with screed Of Scripture and holy song.
Or thought how he rode with his lances free
BY the Lower Rhine and the Iuyder Zee,
TIL his woOd-path grew to Il trOdden road,
And Hilton Point in the distance showed.
lie saw the church with the block house nigh,
The two fair rivers, the flakes thereby,
And, lacking to windward, low and crank,
The little shallop from strawberry Bank
And he rose in his stirrups and looked abroad
over land and water, and praised the Lord.
Goodly and stately and grave to see
Into the clearng's space rode he,
with the sun on the hilt OF hi, sword in sheath,
And his silver buckles and spurs beneath,
And the settlers welcomed him, one and all,
From swift Quampcagan to Comic Fail.
And he said to the elders, "Lo, | come
As the way seemed open to seek a home
Somewhat the Lord hath wrought by my hands
In the Narragansett and Netherlands,
And II here ye have work for a Christian man
| Will tairy, ana serve We as best can.
l boast not of gifts, out faln would own
The wonderful favor God hath shown,
The special mercy vOuchsafed one day
On the shore Of Narragansett Bay.
AS sat, with my pipe, from the camp aside
And unused like Isaac at cventidc.
A sudden sweetness Of peace found,
a garment of gladneSs wrapped me round
felt from the law OF works released.
The strife OF the flesh and spirit ceased,
My faith to full assurance grew
Ana all | had hoped Tor myself knew.
Now, as God apponteth, keep my way,
snail not stumble, shall not stray
lie hath taken away my fg-leaf dress,
wear the robe Of his righteousness
Ala the shafts OF Satan no more avail
Than PequOt arrows on Christian mall"
"Tarry with u.s." the settlers cried
Thou man OF God, as our ruler and guide"
And Captain underhll bowed his head,
"The VIII OF the Lord be done :" he said.
And the morrow beheld him sitting down
In the rulers seat In CoChcco town.
And he judged therein as lust man should;
Hlsswords were wise and his rule was GOOD;
lie coveted not his neighbours land,
from the holding Of brides he shook his hand;
And through the camps OF the heather ran
a Wholesale fear OF the valiant man.
But the heart Ia deceitful, the good Book saith,
And life hath ever a SAVIOR OF death.
Through hymns OF triumph the tcmpter calls,
And whose thinketh he standcth falls,
Alas ere theirround the seasons ran,
There was grief IN the soul OF the sanity man.
The tempter's arrows that rarely fail
Had found the joints OF his spiritual mail l.:
And men took note OF his gloomy air,
The shame In his eye, the halt IN his PRAYER
The signs Of Il battle lost within,
The pain OF Il soul In the coils OF sin
Then a whisper OF scandal linked his name
with broken VOWS and "A life OF blame;
And the people looked askancc on him
As he walked among them sulen and grim,
And pronp3t 81 81 dh inF WIN Hama or sworn.
He strovc In the bonds OF HIS evil VIII
But he shook himself like Samson ut length,
Ana girded anew his lolns OF strength,
And tade the crier 80 up and down
And call together the Wondering town.
Jeer and murmur and shaking OF head
Ceased as he rose IN his place and said,
"Men, brethren and fathers, Will We know
How came among you year ago,
strong In the faith that my soul was freed
From Sin OF feeling, or thought, or deed
have sinned, 1 own IT with grief and shane
But not with II lie on my lips came
In my blindness verify thought my heart
swept and garnlshed In every part
rhnrIrtfh fol Ia la
The heavens unclean. Was more than those
| urge no plea. At your feet lay
The trust you gave me, and go my way.
Hate me or pity me, rs you viii,
me LORD VIII have mercy on sinners still
And |, VINO am chiefest, say to all,
Watch and pray, lest ye also fall"
No voice made answer, but, from the crowd,
the sound OF woman eobbing loud
Sinote his heart with bitter pain
As into the forest he rode again,
And the veil OF It's oaken leaves shut down
on his lat, It glimpse OF COcheco town.
Crystal-clear ON the man OF sin
The streams flashed up, ana the sky shone in;
on his cheek OF Fever the cool wind blew,
The leaves dropped on him their tears OF dew
Aud angels OF God. IA the pure sweet gulSc
or flowers, looked On him with sad surprise.
Was his ear at fault that brook and breeze
Sang In their saddest OF minor keys?
What was II the mOurnful woOd-thrush said .
What whispered the pine-trccs overhead?
Did he hear the Voice on his lonely way
That Adam heard In the cool Of day q?
Into the desert alone rode he.
Alone with the Infinite Purity;
ANA, bowlng his soul 10 lis tender rebuke
As Peter did TO the Masters look,
lie measured his path with prayers OF pain
For peac with God and nature again.
And In after years to COchecO came
The brulJ Of Il once familiar name
How among the Dutch of New Netherlands.
From Wild Danskamar to Harlem sands,
penitGnt soldie1 preached the Word,
And snote the heather with GideOn's sword,