New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1873-10-22

And over the life OF her life bends down
II we're better perhaps to be mothers of men, a..
Aud to nurmur not much; there are CLOUDS III inc
Can woman undo what the gods have donei
Nay, the things must be as the things have Deeu'"
SO new figures grew the visions of the far war
riors and new hopes into their hearts They wandered
aimlessly by tie shore, and through the woodlands
For
tell Won that love is the brterest sweet
Thai ever laid hold on the heart OF "a man;
A chain to the soul. and to cheer a. "a ban,
And bane to the brain and sodre 10 the iect'
Ay who shall ascend on the hollow white wings
or love but to fail TO fall and 10 learn.
Like moth and man, that the nights lure 10 Dnrh',
That the have tnOrns and the honey-Dee sthgs
And again the minstrel sang and this time with
resoute heart and voices for love that Knows
not fear had made him bold:
She is sweet as the breath OF the CASTLE rose,
She is warm to the heart as world OF VINE,
And as rich 80 behold rs tie rose that grows
With its red heart bent to the TIDE OF inc hAlbe'
" O hot blood born Of the heavens above q
shall craIn her soul, shall drink her up;
shall Iowa with searching and merciess love,
shall sip her lips as the Drown bees sup,
" From the great gold heart OF the butteroup!
shall 1--we and lOVe / shan have my day,
Let the suns fall down or the moons rise up, 49,
And die in my time, and who snail galnsay y
And, even while ne sang, the sentinel was sounding
the alarm at the approach of the enemy. But the
sentries warning could hardly the Queen Too
deeply she had drunk OF the OF love- In vain
her warriors crowded round her. aud begged her to ead
repe the invader before But she shook her
hair and cried Alas that love should come, and that
life should pass" And when the fierce invaders formed
on the sand and moved toward her, she only put her
finger on her lip hush them TO silence for again the
stranger was singing song Of love- Aud the strong
men listened, and by let their shields fall
They had conquer, and, 10, the magic OF love
had conquered them And the stranger knight ana
minstrel in one welded the Queen whom he loved; anu
the Others his blueeyed Comtrymen woed the fair foes
fl.. fhn nVir4 nf q
peaceful bueyed people, who dwell in the Isles OF the
Amazon The poem might have been called the Triumph
OF Love.
"By the SHUTDOWN Seas" another long poem, dis
plays all Mr. Mlers most pronounced characteristics
and for a certain unconventional freedom and vigor
grand range OF imagery power to paint pictures IN
the warm nts Of tropical nature he has rival "In
the Indian Summer CLOVIS with the brilliant hines Of
the season from which takes its name, and is sad like
that season. with hopeless passion. a Summer whose
flowers glow aud die but can never ripen into fruit
"Olive Leaves" are sacred poens-a very different
sacred however from Wattes Jay INNS, OF the verslhed
Bible stories of ~ p. Willis. Here is OF them by
way of specimen entitled Beyond Jordan"
And they came TO him, mothers of judah,
Dark-eyed aud IN splendor OF hatr
Bearing down over shoulders oil beauty
Aud Dosoms half hidden, half bare;
And they brought him their babes and besought him
Half kneeling, with supphant arr hin,
To bless the brown chcrIDs they brought MN,
With holy hands laid III Their mar
Then reaching his hands he said, Owlv,
"Of such is My Kingdom; ana then
Took the brown little babes IN the holy
White hands Of the Savior of men,
Hold them close TO his heart and caressd them
Put his face down To theirs as IN prayer
Put their hands 10 his neck, and so bless'd them,
With baby hands hid III his hair
The last division book called Fallen Leaves"
and is brief but charming hte collection OF fugitive
poems Here is which full OF earnest feeling,
and teaches much needed lesson, that II seems
worthy place here:
Is it worth while that we iosle a brother
Bearing his load on the rOngn ROAD Oi ilie
l. It worth while that We jeer at each other
In blackuess OF heart i-that We wal 10 the kE.fei
God pity us all ia our pthu strife
God pity us all as we jostle each other;
God pardon us all Tor the triumphs we feel
When fellow down meath MS load on the heather
Pierced to the heart: words are keeneT Than s,eel
Aud mightier far for woe OF for veal.
We're it not well in this brief little journey
On over the isthmus down into the tide,
Ere folding the hands 10 he and abide
Forever ana aye in dust at his side
Look at the roses saluting each other;
Look al the herds all at peace on the plain
Mau, and man only, makes war on his brother.
Aud laughs in his heart at his peEil and pain;
Sbamed ~ the beasts that 20 down on the plain.
Is II worth while that we battle 10 humble
some poor fellow soldier down into the dustf
All OF Us together like leaves In gust,
Hun6led indeed down into the dust
Here is one more meant for those who have parted
parted lightly aud carelessly perhaps-thnking the
words easily said and the thing well done, when 1t has
been done quickly and altogether unprepared for the
aitcrlhoughts the pale ghosts OF dead Joys, which
pries,lv rite or sacred spell can exercise:
We part ~ ships painless man,
Gayly enough, for the sense OF pau
Il asleep at first; but ghosts viii arse
When would iepOse, and the forms will come
Aud walk when walk, and will be dumb
Nor yet forget with their wakeful eyes.
When we most need rest and the perfect sleep,
some hand will reach from the dark anq keep
The curtains drawn and the pillows toss'd
AZ night-O Heaven, that II were day.
Aud Que by night through the misty tears
VIII say-O Heaven, the days are years.
Aud would 10 Heaven That the waves were crossed
To End fault with Joaquin Miller would be easy
enough his faults thickly strewn his beau
ties but in these days OF the trte aud the hackneyed
one is thankful enough for fresh and gina
singer 10 be willing 10 pass lightly his imperec
tons. Ii would Ice impossible to commend him TO
generous Judgment, and your forbearance with what
ever needs your grace, nttingy as he himself has
done in the following from his prelude -
verses at once naughty and pathetic:
WE'LL who shall lay hand on my harp but me,
Or shall ehide my song from the sounding treesi
The passionate sun and the resOute sea,
These my masters, and only these.
These were my masters, and only these,
And these from the first obey'd, ana they
shall command me now and shall obey
As a dutitnl child that Is proud TO please
There never measures as true as the sun,
The sea hath "A song that ~ passngly sweet.
Aud yet they repeat and repeat, ana repeat
The same old runes though the new years run.
Yea, men may deride, and the thing it Is well;
Turn we'll and aside from the one wild note
To the song Of the bird with the tame sweet throat
But the sea sings IN his cave and she'll.
Let the white moons ride. let the red stars fall
o great, sweet seal fearful and sweet!
Thy songs they repeat and repeat, and repeat:
And these say, shall survive us all
| nut sing for the love OF song. aud the few
Who loved me first aud shall love me last;
And the storm shall pass as the storms have passd,
For never were clouds tsst the sun came through.
lIfd dnd Yep for November might be called a nnan-