New-York tribune., 1876-12-05
A whispered tone, a single word, =.
Sent back in answer to our yearningJ


Or. tell us, on what distant star,
Where even as here are toll ana Wrons'
With strength renewed he Htts ala1
A voice of aid, war-cry strong
What fruit. this stern Oympiad past,,
Has that rich nature elsewhere yleldeu,
What conquest gained and knowledge yast;
What kindred beings loved ana siileiueo'
Wbv seek to know? he little sought,
Himself. to lift the clOse-drawn vail
Nor for his own salvation wrought
And pleaded, ay, and wore MS hiail
No selfish grasp of life, no fear,
Won for mankind his ceaseless caring,
Rut for themselves he held them dear
Their birth and shT0uded exit sharing.
Not his the feverish wish to live
A SUMMER life, longer space,
Save that the Eternal Law might give
The boon in common to his race
Earth. twas thy heaven he loved, ana best
Thy precious offspring, man ana woman,
And labor for them seemed but rest
To him, whose nature was so human'
Even here his spirit haply longed
To stav, remembered by our KIND,
And where the haunts of men are tllronged
Move yet among them. Seek ana ihi
A presence, though his voice has ceased,
Still, even where we dwell, REMAINING,
With all its tenderest thrills increased
And all it cared to ask obtaining.
List, how the varied things that took
The impress of his passion rare,
Make answer! TO the rOadwayS look,
The watered wales, the hanletS fair.
III, walks unseen the living woods,
The fields, the town, the shaded borough,
And in the pastoral Soltudcs
Delights to view the lengthenlng iurrOw.
The faithful East that cradled him,
Still. while she deems her nurSling sleeps,
Sits by his couch with vision dim;
The plenteouS West his felst-ddy keeps;
The wistful South recalls the ways
OF one who in his love enwOumd her,
And STAYED her, il the evil days.
With arms of comfort thrown around her.
He lives wherever men to men
In perious hours bis words repeat,
Where clangs the forge, where gild"S the pen,
Where toll and traffic crowd the street;
And in whatever time or place
Earth's puIest souls their purpose strengthen,
Down the broad pathway of our race
The shadow of his name shall lengthen.
"StiIl with us" all the liegemen. cry.
Who read his heart and held MN dear;
The hills declare " He shall not die"
The prairies answer "He is here"
Immortal thus, no dread OF late
Be ours, no vain MemeHtO mOf':
Life Life, not Death, We consccrate,-
A lasting presence touched with glory.
The, star nav vanish,-but ray,
Sent forth. what mandate can rccallf
The circling wave still keeps its way,
That marked a turIet's seaWaid IaI;
! The least of muSiCS uttered strains
Is part of Natures voice forever;
| And ave beyond the grave remains
The great, the good mans high endcavor.
| We'll NAV the brooding Earth rctake
The form we knew, to be part
| OF bloom and hcrbage, fern and brake,
New lives that from her being start l.,
| Iney came on VOID and darkness solely
Who the vailed Spirit sought in vain
| Within the temples shrine Most Holy.
That. that. has found again the source
| From which itself to us was lent:
The Power that, in perpetual course,
Makes of the dust al instrument
| Supreme; the universal Soul:
| The current infinite and single
! Wherein, as ages onward roll.
| Life, Thought and Will forever nng!c.
What more is left, to keep orr hold
| On him who so true and Stroug1
| This sembilnce, raised above the mold
With offerings meet of word AID song,
! That men may teach, III attcrtllnc,
| Their sons how goodness marked the features
| OF one whose life was made sublime
| BY service for his brother creatures.
| And last, and lordliest bis fame
| station in the starry line
| OF heroes that have left a name
Men c0njure with,-a place divine,
| Since, in the worlds eternal plan,
| Divinity itself is given,
| To him who lives or dies for Man
| And looks within his sOul for Heaven.
| EDMUND G. STEDNAN.
| Bayard Taylor, on rising 10 make the address ol
| acceptance. was warmly applauded, and the marks
! of approval which interrupted its delivery showed
how cordially those present appreciated his estI-
| mate of Mr. Greeley.
BAYARD TAYLOWS ADDRESS OF ACCEPT
ANCE.
| Mr. BODwELL AND GENTLEMEN: As one who studied
for two years in the only university at which Horace
Greeley was graduated-the compOsng-rOom Of print
ingofceand as his friend and associate for quarter
OF century, have been called upon Nv the committee
OF journalists and printers to accept, on behaf OF the
people this monumental bust II is fitting symbol o
his life from the craft TO which he belonged
and is received By the people for whom he thought,
labored and endured 1t restores to who knew Ind
loved HIM. and preserves Tor coming generations The
expresson OF his goodness and genencss. less than
that Of his intellectual power. His best ambition could
have desired honorable memorial Erected bN
printers to printer by worlmen 10 worker, by Amer
;caus TO the representative OF American honesty, ndc
pendence and originality this bronze cord express nc
more though it huse as the RhOdan Apollo
Its well that the completion of monument to Horace
Greeley should have been delayed until now. When ht
was laid to here f)ur years to-day sharper bias
than that Of the opening Winter blow his grave bu
the misconceptions OF his character have melted away as
the SHOWS from this mound while fresh esteem and
epce have budded and bossomed above h tomb like tho
trees that shade IT, The knowledge that thousands fO
whom and with whom he had labored so many years
whose consderate respect at least, he hld right tC
clam-were angrily alienated from him, dark and
pal the closing days Of his life. sud deepened
the gloom which settled upon his empty place. But time
swiftly repairs all injustice; and these few years which
let us hope have planted II unspoken regrets