New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1877-12-03
THE WHITTIER TRIBUTE.

Whittier. whose birthday will be the 1Tth OF TINS
month In the current number there are poems III
honor of the event by Henry W. Longteilow, baya'u
Tavlor Edmund Clarence Stedman Oliver Wendell
Holmes. Paul H. Haync, J. G. Holland George FAR
sons Lathrop, Hiram Rich, VIM. Lloyd GARRISON
lydia Maria Child, James Freeman Clarke VIM :.
shurtlcn Celia 1haxter and Charlotte r. Bates ana
greetings in prose from Richard II. Dana Nlh"m
cullen BRYANT. Geo. Bancroft. Charles W. Eliot, +.
Parl,nan. H. b. Stowe. Thos. Wentworth Hggn-
son. Oliver Johnson and Robert Collyer. Charles s.
Rice describes Mr. Whittier's homc-life i'll a short
paper. and tncre is besides an undertone of loving
though ANONYMOUS tribute. An authentic list OF
MI Whittiers writings closes this beautiful testi-
monial. for which The Literary BOrld deserves the
grateful recognition Of all who have at heart the
interests Of American literature, Injustice to 1t as
well a, TO ourselves, We can find space this morning
Tor only four Of the poems and two OF the letters:
TIE THREE SHINES.
Bg Henri W Lo1g ii0r
Three Silenccs there are; tie FIRST OF speech,
The second of dcsire. the thud of thought;
This is the lore "a Spanish monk. diStiaushV
With dreams and visions, was the INST 10 'oa0H'
These Silences. commiugling each with each.
Made mn the perfect Silence that he sought
Aud PRAYED for aud wherein at times he caught
Mysterious sounds from realms beA Ohd our Ie"ch'
o thou. whose daily life anticipates ,.,
The life 90 come, and an whose thought ana worn
Tie spiritual world preponderateS
Hermit of Amesbury thou too, hast heard
Voices ADD melodies from beyond the eates
Aud spcakest only whrn thy soul Is stirred!
A FKIEND'~ GREETING.
SnOw-bound for earth, bat summeI-Souied lot thee'
Thy natal morning shines:
Hail Fr'eud aud Poet! Give thy hand 10 me-
And let me read lis hnesl
For skilled in Fancy's palmistry am l,
When years have set theT crown;
f. ri Veg
And deed explains rchOWu.
So. looking backward from thy seventeen year
On service grand aud free,
The pictures 81 tiny spirit Pass are clear,
Aud each iNterprcts thee.
see thee. first. on hills our Aryau sircs
Ia Zines lost morning knew.
Kindlnu AS priest the lonely altar-iires
That from Edrth's duisucsS grew.
Then. wise with secrets OF Chaldpan lore,
la high AkkadIan fame;
Or pacing slow hy Egypt rNer-shoIe,
In IhOthmcs glorious reign.
hear thee. wroth with al miquities
That Judah's kings BETRAYED
Preach from Ain-Jidi's rock thy co.'s DEGREES,
OR Nantes tereblnth shade.
And all most ptious vision of the Past,
Drawn by thy beings law
see thee. martyr, IN TIE arena cast
Beneath the lions paw.
Yet. afterwards, howsang thy sword upon
The laynim helm and shield
How shoIe with t0dIcy, and at AsNalOn,
Thy white plume Ter Tie leid.
Strange contradctioul-whcre the sand-waves spread
The bOuudcss dc cert sea,
The Bedouiu speaTm8u found their destined head,
Their daIk-eyed Chlci-ln thee!
And thou vert friar in Cluuy's sanity cell,
And Skald by NOTways foam,
Ere fate of Poet lxed tiny soul, TO dwell
Ia this NcW-Lngaud home
Here art thou Poct-iuore than warrior, priest;
And here thy quiet years
Yield more 10 Us nan sacrifice or feast,
OR clash Of swords and spears.
Tie faith that lifts, the courage that sustains,
These thou vert sent 90 teach:
Hot blood OF battle, beating Duo my veins,
is turned to gentle speech.
Not less. but more than Others thou hast striyen;
Tiny victories r"waiu:
The scar, Of ancient hate, long since forgiven,
Have lost their power TO pain.
Apostle pune Of Freedom and Of eht,
Thou had'st thy one reward:
Thy prayers were heard and flashed upon thy sight
The Coming of the Lord.
Now, shcathed i'm myrtle Of thy tender songs.
SlumbeTs the blade Of truth
But Ago, wisdom, CIOWmug tucc, prOiOnsS
The eager hope Of Youth
Another line upon thy hand trace,
All de,tiults above:
Men know thee most a- one that loves his race,
And bless thee with their love