The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1875-08-20
POETRY.

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A garret 8r3wsa Human thing
With lonely oriental eyes,
To whom conading fingers bring
The world in yesterdays disguise.
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And rains them down unclouded night.
Where rafters set their cobwebb'd feet
Upon the rugged oaken ledge,
Hound = flock Of singers sweet,
Like bound sparrows in hedge.
In silk Of spiders spinning hid,
A long and narrow Psalm-book lay;
l wrote name upon the lid,
Then brushed the idle dust away.
All. dotted tribe with ebon heads
That climb the slender fence slong!
As black as ink, as thick, - weeds, s,,,s =
Ye little Africans e Of s songg,ae .r y,on,.
Who wrote upon this :pegr s'Rorgetut1,,r 81,
Me Notp' These cruel leaves 9f old ~ -, ~
Have crushed 70 death Violet sseo' ~ 81" @ ~
See here it, speoter's 'paalid gold.7~7'
A penciled whistler iiEh;sitd a x II: prayer si
II thatp din'atid 'gifIish word,
But all, linger longest where.
1t opens otis own accord.
These spotted leaves! How they once basked
Beneath the glance Of girlhosd's ewes.
And parted to the gaze uDasked,
As spread the wings Of butterflies.
The book falls open where it will
Broad on the page runs Silver Street!
That shining way to lions Hill
Where base and treble used to meet.
Ishake the leaves. They part at Near
~ Again thsy st!iks tbs, 9Q9 qS I'D tpne r.
The twilight tur1s DsakefH00h. f.a I'll
Old house. Of Puritanic wood, ii II ~ :
Thro' whose implanted windows streamed
Onseats ~ primitive and rude'l"'"si - /
J, A. Jacobs pillow when he dreamed.
The white and undiluted dayi - ,'':''' =:
Thy naked aisle noroses grace %'t.!rt
That blpssomed at the shuttle's play; 49,.
Nor saints distempered bless the place.
Like feudal castles, front to 'front.',
In tinlbered oak OF Saxon Thor,
To brave the siege and bear the brunt
u Bunyan's endless Holy War; -
The pull pit and the gallery stand
Between the twain a peaceful space,
The prayer and praise on either hand.
And girls and Gospel face to face.
hear the reverend Elder say,
Hymn fitty-hrst, long meter singh"
l hear the Psalm books tluttered p1av
Like fiocks OF sparrows taking wing.
Armed with fork to pitch the tune,
hear the Deacon call "Dundee
And mount as brisk as BOpny Doom
His sta, sol, Ii" and scent the key.
He "trees" the note to sister Gray; ~.
The old Scotch warbling strains begin;
The base OF Bashan leads the way,
And al the girls tall sweetly in.
How swells the hymn of heavenly love,
As rise the tides in Fundy's Bayl
Till all the air below, above,
Is sweet with song and caraway
A fudge let loose cheers up the place
With base and tenor, alto, air;
The parts strike in with measured grace.
And something sweet is everywherel
As if some warbling brood should build
Ut bits Of tunes a singing nest.
Each bringing That VIII Which it thrilled
And weaving it with all the rest!
The congregation rise and stand:
Old Hundreds rolling thunder comes
In heavy s'lrges, slow and grand,
AS beats the surf its solemn drums
Now come the times when China's wall
Is blended with the faint perfume
vi whispering Grape and cloudy veil,
That fold within their rustling gloom
Some wounded human mourning-dove.
And fall around some stricken one
With nothing left alive to love
Below the unregarded sun!
And now they sing star in sight,
The blessed Star OF Bethlehem;
And now the air is royal bright
With Coronation, diadem. ~-~xr~-r
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They show me spots of dimpled sod,
They say the girls Of old are there
Oh, no, they,swell the ohoirs of God;
~ The dear gid l Songs a q! eyerywherel !.