New-York tribune., 1875-05-17

For those nnsolid goods that seem 80 much our own
| These things are dear to every man that lives,
And life priced moro for what it lends than gives
Yea, many tie, by iteration sweet.
StrOve to detain their fatal feet:
And yet the enduring half they chose.
Whose choice decides man lifes slave or king
The invisible things Of God before the seen an
known:
Therefore their memory inspiration blows
With echoes gathering on from zone to zone,
For manhood is the one immortal thing
Beneath Times changctul sky,
And, where it lightened once, from age to ago
Men come to learn, in grateful pilgrimage,
That length OF days is knowing when to die.
What marvellous change of things and men!
She, wOTld-wanderng orphan then.
SO mighty now. Those are her streams
That wiirl the myriad, myriad wheels
OF all that does and all that Dreams
OF all that thinks and all that feels
Through spaces stretched from sea to sea:
BY idle tongues and busy brains,
BY who doth right and who rcirains.
Hers are our losses and our gains,
Our maker and our victim she.
Maiden half mortal, half divine,
We trumphed in thy coming; to the Drinks
Our hearts were filled with prdes tumultuOus wine
Better to-day who rather feels than thinks:
Yet will some graYcr thoughts lntrude
And cares OF nObler mood: ,
Tlley won thee: who shall keep theei From tn
Where dscrowned empires DER their ruins brood,
And many thwarted hope wrings Its weak hand
and weeps,
hear the voice as of mighty wind
From all heavens caycrns rushing uncOnfned,-
" ], Freedom, dwell with knowledge: abide
With men whom dust of faction cannot blind
To the slow tracings of the Eternal Mind.
With men, by culture trained and fortified,
Who bitter duty to sweet lusts prefer,
Fearless to counsel and obey:
Conscience my sccpter Is, and law my sword,
Not to be drawn in passion or in play,
But terrible to punish and deter
Implacable as Gods word,
Like il a shepherds crook to them that blindly err.
Your firm-pulscd sireS, my martyrs and my saints,
Shoots of that only race whose patient sense
Hath known TO mingle lux with permanence,
Rated my cbastc dcnals and restraints
Above the moments dear-pald paradlse
Beware lest, shifting with Times gradual creep,
The light that guided shine n INTO your eyes sia
The enviOuS Powers OF Ill nor Wink nor sleep;
Be therefore timely wise,
Nor Ian OH when this one steals and that one lies,
As if your luck could cheat those sleepess spies,
Till the deaf fury come your house to sweep"
| hear the voice and unailrghted bow:
Ie shall not be prophetic now,
lIcralds of ILL., that darkenlng ny
Between my vision and the rainbOwed sky,
Or on the left your hoarse forebodings croak
From many "a blasted bough
On Igdrasls stOTm-Sinewed oak, .
That once was green, Hope OF the West, as thou.
Yet pardon if trembe while boast,
For thee love as those who pardon most.
Away, ungratcful doubt, awayl
At least she is our own to-day;
Break into rapture my song.
Verses. leap forth in the sun.
Bearing the jOyance along
Like train OF lire as ye run
Pause not for choosing Of words.
Let them bat blossom and sing
Blithe as the orchards and birds
With the new coming OF Sprlngl
Dance in your 5Ollity, bells,
Shout cannon. cease not, ye drums,
| Answer, We hill-sides and dells.
| Bow. all ye people, she comes
Radiant, calm-f -frOnted rs when
She hallowed that April day:
Stay with us !! Yes thou shalt stay,
S0ftcncr and strengthencr of men,
| Freedom, not won by the vain.
/ Not to be courted i'll play,
Not to be kept without pain
Stay with us Yes, thou wilt stay,
Handmad and mistress of ALL
| Kinder of deed and of thought
Thou that to hut and to hall
Equal deliveTancc brought
Souls of her martyrs, draw near.
Touch our dull lips with your fire.
That we may praise without fear
Her, our delight, our desire,
Our faiths inextingushabe star,
Our hope remembrance. our trust,
Our present, our past, our to be,
Who will mngle her life with our dust
And make us deserve to be freo