The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1875-07-10
,xl,e Peat Part Of II.

. or Longfellow's poem for the fiftieth an
niverssry of the class Of 1925 in Bowdoln
College, published, by arrangement with tne
author, exclusively in HarpsT'S Magazines
we reproduce the best and concluding part
as follows:
Tn medieval Rome. ! know not where, ...
There STOOD an Image with lis arm IN arr
4 nd OH It's lifted Huger. SHINING Ci:a,, ,,ora,,
A golden ring with the device, s'rlhc Isi : i,
Greatly the people wondered though none guessed
The tnesning that these words b'; nan eApresseut
Until learned clerk wh" At on HE way.
nnuad =, nd nbEcryrd The spot, and marked IL well,
nhcreon the shadow al the nnger feti;
And coming back at midnight. delred, and found
= ' Secret stair way irad"g under ground.
flown this he passed into spacious hall
~ ~ , a,miI & jewel on the wall;
. nj 3nnnsi,c br1zen stafue stood
With bow and shaft In threatening attitude.
iinon its forehead, like a c0ronct,
We're the mysterious words Of menace set:
- hat which am, am; my fatal aim -
Nome can escape, not even ycn luminous fame'"
Midway the hall was fair liable placed,
With cloth Of gold, and golden cups enchased ~
With fubes, aud the plates aud knives were solo,
And gold the bread and viands manifold.
Around u, Silent, moiionless. and sad,
We're seated gallant knights In armor clad
And ladies beautiful with plume and zone,
But they WI re sonr, their hearts within were stone
And the vast hail was hlea In every Part
With silent crowds. stony In face and heart.
Long at tn. scene, bew!ldered and amazed
Yh- trembling clerk In speeches. wonGer gaZed'
Then from the table, By his greed made bold
lie seized goblet aud knife Of gold.
Aud su ddcny from theft seats the guests Gnsprahg'
The yault.d ceiling with loud clainoIs rang,
The archer sped his arrow, at lhcir CALI,
Scattering the lanbent j-wel on the wall,
And all WIS dark around and overhead -
stark on the hoor The luckless clerk lay dean'
The writer of this legend then records
It's ghost!y application In these words:
The image Is the Adversary Old,
Whose Gcckon,ng fnger points TO realms OF gold;
Uur luss and passions are the downward STAIR
That leads the soui fr ivintr air:
The archer, Death: The flaming jewel, L1ei
Tcrre, triai go ,s. the goblet and IN" knllei
The Knights ano lacics, all who's ilesn anu oohe
By ayArice have been ha. dened MO stone; -
I he CLERK, the scholar, whrn the rove q pen
Temps from his books and from Ills h"pter sell.
| 'rhc scholar and the world, The endless strife,
| The discord In the liarmonicS OF IRE
The love Of learning, the s. clustered noeks'
! And aii the sweet serenity OF DOORS
| The market pace. The esger lore Of gain,
| Whose aim Is vanity, and whose END Is pain!
| Rut wby YOU AZ me, should this tale he told
! TO me. grown old, or vino are SI2wihg ola:
| II Is TOO late! All, nothing Is 100 late
! Till the tired heart shall cease 10 palpiGtle'
| Cato carnc Greek al eighty; Sopllocies
! Wrote his grand Edipus,and >iinonidcs
Hore Off the pril" of verse from ms co!npeers,
| When each had humD"feu hioie ''n A0S'A>
And Thcnphras,us, at fourscore and ten,
| Had h,l b gun his Characters OF Men.
| Ch.uccr, Ut Woodstock, with the nlShllnSaies,
| Al sixty wrote the Canterbury Tales;
| Goethe at WCimar, toiiing to the last,
| COMPLETED faust when eighty years were past.
These are indeed exceptions; but tbey sho"
| How far the guti-strcim Of our youth lnSS no"
| Into the arctic rcgi pnS OF our lives,
| ~ here liItl. e. Sc than life itself survives.
| AS the barometer foretells the storm
While still, the skies are clear the weather warm,
| So something in us, as old age draws near,
! Belr,ys lhc pressure of IN" alnJ ,phelc
| The nimblc mercury, ere we are aware,
| Dcsc. nus The elastic ladder OF the air;
| 1 he L,,-,ulp blood in artery and win
| Sinks from its higher levels III ths Dfdlh'
| Wnatrver poet, Orat or. or sage
| MAY say Of IL, old age is still old age.
| II /, the waning, not the crescent Inoon-
! = he dusk of evening not the blaze of noon:
| It Is OF stree < h. but weakness: not deslr",
But It. stIrcr;l-c; not the H. rec heat ol IRE,
| The burning and consuming element.
| Eut That o: ashes anu of tmhcrs Sp NJ
| In which some living sparks we still discern
En- ,ligh 20 warm, tut not CROUCH 10 burn.
What then? -hal! wc III idly down and say
Ri" night hath come: IL i no longer hat
ILr i,iuI,, h1fi not vet come: We are not quitc
M oil from ll'or W tins lllllllS 'iSih'
SotUCthi Z rr:r:'i' tor lis iodn or 'infc;
! Ey,u ire uld"st tree some fruit may bear;
MOI tEdluuS toloHcus, 0r breck zee
Or dies ur pilgrims thai ore morning r"uc
! Oui Of tho Eu.cway Of The 'IaDJri Inn.
Eu. ether onJ;hirg. would we DHl bcShi
For agr sop ,urtun!ty n"!c>s
Than Youth il, If. tough in another dress,
Al d rs the evening twilight Fades away
The sky l. flied viii stars, Invisible Il! Jay