Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1875-05-28

Why cometh she hithcr to-day
10 this low village of the plain,
Far from the Presents loud highway,
From Trades cool heart and seething brain?
Why cometh she? She was not far away;
Since the soul touched 1t not i'll vain,
With pathos OF immortal gain,
'Tis here her londcst memories stay;
She loves Won pnc-bemurmured ridge
Where now our broad browed poet sleeps,
Dear to both Englands; near him he
Who wore the ring of Canace;
But most her heart to rapture leaps
Where stood that era-parting bridge
O'er which, with football still as dew,
The Old Time passed into the New;
Where as yolrr steathy river creepS
lie whispers to his listening weeds
Tales of sublimest homcspun deeds;
Here English law and English thought
Against the might of England fought,
And here were men (co-equal with their fate)
Who did great things unconscious they were great
They dreamed not what a die was cast
With that first answering shot; what then?
There was their duty; they were men
Long schoolcd the inward gospel to obey,
They ielt the habit-halowed world give way
Beneath their lives, and on went they,
Unhappy who was last;
When Buttrick gave the word,
That awful idol of the hallowed Past,
Strong in their love and in their lineage strong,
Fell crashing; if they heard it not,
Yet the earth heard,
Nor ever hath forgot, 3F
As on from startled throne to throne
Where Superstition safe or conscious wrong,
A shuddcr ran of some dread birth unknown.
Thnce-vcneTabc spotl
River more fateiul than the Rubicon!
O'Cr those red planks to snatch her diadem,
Mans Hope, star-girdled, sprang with them,
And over ways untricd the feet of Doom strobe on.
Think you these felt no charms
In their gray homestcads and embowercd farms?
In household faces waiting at the door
Their evening step should Tighten up no more!
In fields their boyish steps had known!
In trees their fathers hands had set,
And which with them had grown,
Widening each year their leafy coronet?
Felt they no pang of passionate regret
For those unsolid goods that seem so much our
own?
Aud life priced more for what it lends than gives;
Yea, many tie, by iteration sweet,
Strove to detain their fatal feet;
And yet the enduring half they choose,
Whose choice decides man life's slave or king
The invisible things of God before the seen and
known;
Therefore their memory inspiration blows
With echoes gathering on from zone to zone,
For maHhood is the one immortal thing
Beneath Times changeful sky,
And where it lightened once from age to age
Men come to learn in grateful pilgrimage,
That length of days is knowing when to die.
What marvellous change of things and men!
Shea world wandering orphan then,
So mighty now Those are her streams
That whrl the myriad, myriad wheels
OF all that does and all that dreams,
OF all that tanks and all that feels
Through spaces stretched from sea to sea;
by idle tongues and busy brains,
by who doth right and who refrains,
Hers arc our losses and our gains,
Our maker and our victim she.
TX.
Maiden half mortal, half divine,
We triumphed in thy coming; to the Drinks
Our hearts were filled with pridcs tumultous
wine;
Better to-day who rather feels than thinks:
Yet will some grayer thoughts intrude
And cares of nobler mood;
They won thee: who shall keep thee? From the
deeps
Where discrowned empires o'ertheir ruins brood,
Andmany a thwartcd hope wrings its weak hands
and weeps,
hear the voice as of mighty wind
from all heavens caverns rushing unconfined-
II, freedom, dwell with knowledge; i abide
Nv wv ltn m men whom dust of faction cannot blind
I1st5e no me slow tracings of the Eternal Mind;
NUt W1,n men, by culture trained and fortified,
w " no plttsr duty tosweet lusts prefer,
Featless Fts 70 counsel and obey
CONSCIENCE my scepter is, and law my sword
NOT 70 pc drawn in passion or in play
But terrible to punish and deter.
Implacable as Gods word,
Like it a shepherds crook 10 them tba. hlindlx
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Your firm-pulsed sires, my martyrs and nv saints
Shoots ct that only race whose patient sense