, 1877-12-08

Old Alts!s f!amn whosc ashes scarce are cold,
80 III w ' Ne CONT | IL ,esrs ss Id nsnhs md ds1a
Whose ktndnR rrlfit lent hke l!eslas gro
IT, heat 10 Frecdnms raint aaforal h!azc.
lint warte no worJs she iovtny sonl to tifs
That finds its life in dnty. not In lratstI
Thefc il In Mr. Stcdman's blank vcrse re-
strained force and innate melody tna, allow
him easily 10 dispense With thyme. This Ia his |
tribute:
Whittier The land that loves thee, she whose child
Thun an. -and whose upltfted hands thou long
She fcels = sudden pang. who gave thee haEth
81 I her ovn - re.on pss tst sne eona ncs mako
Th1 ttttuet Ill immortal. or. u 10 change,
70 bloom .hsonoh yeats coe..l with her own;
so that no touch OF sra nor frost Of lime
Nor neek thy h.,r viii silver: Aye. nc fteis
ta ioa Rsna ~ NJ. ke H.
Thst souta hcr northern Winter and anew ,
Ms. 81 s oa. c Ss es,s.nS n Sn a !su
Thou sancett her al~sys in abiding *etso,
And hast thy fame ln1mortn1-as we sAJ I
Immortal In this Earth that ya must die.
And II this land nor faifrst ana most yonnn
" all tair lands that yrt must perish With +;
Thy wngtls shall lsat: albeit th6u EEoWeet Old.
Men ray: but never old the poet's soul |
Hecotnes: o1,tY tta covering takes on
4 reverend eplendot. ~ In the misty fall
Passes The splE.s Of tho wooded dell.
And .tay thon with us long! soaehssfe ~ long
nf@ p$aFG Autn{nN8l nrtAfnEE4 orc kUt n1en
SLOW fading err the quaser Of shy rolce.
The twilight Of thtnr eye. more theta 10 AK
Whers hides the ehar1ol-in Whit sunset sx'e.
rs,t Wit e hess tnee Shes too
Monla ts'sa thee. y our isnde.nss'' m !ar to b.
Xnd Thai our bird ssd prophet 6et. beloved
Shall van!eh like that other; htHa that stood
ynsauatea 'n ths p!cs.ats, sGa:s Of k,nEE.,
G1d's ruth 1nh Judgment. AZ hts sAcreI feet
Far followed I'll thr Lesser men of old
Who're lps wcsa touched with dfe, atd eanght from
The eift Of prophecy: and thu. from thee.
Whittier. tsie younger singess.whom ihou seest
Each emutous tD be Thy stan ihia duy-
OF the oppsc.4or. lore 10 humankind.
SWEET teaIty 10 country and ~ huu1n,
Peaec. staiiles* purtJ. hlsh 1houuhfa Of Heaven.
And the clear. natural music Of thr song.
Or. Holland and most Of the other poets who
send their verse. write in rhyme, son;c OF thctn
Thst n,1do lbs path ot duly elest..
y hen thou and wese yusne. and strong
And now. whes jengthe hing shadows como,
And tina worlds work l. ncatly done,
Thst propSeses brighter d.Y. -.
When we can work with strength removed.
y clearer !!Ght; for satef so"a.
Till thy fervent tp!rit hnsis etansa1
My Morning and MY Evening SsasI
EQut l10ynC, Tile GNNlu NalQAlH1 pQ0lt 6CUub
'thi. greeting:
From ths fsr realm q Fines ystt shee now
So thick tho t&urcls on Thy reverend brow
through.
Tho teats Of time have left trce undea1cd:
And 0es the tnoHe nf thret. seoie years eha Ten
bhtncs the pnsullied Aureole Of chilli.
Jamcs Freeman Clarke thus alndcs to tho
fr,n 1Y fiNcrrc E0T and h1t 0{kfjnjf4 nf
whom Whittier is one:
Tos al Whe sooi rth ill., s ss.e to eo
Nj "who t sssre hta i ia,th il tios saa Liberty;
Trast il ta.t nea'ou Of Love which 'sound him
| All &hesc 10 hls broad human church belong.
And make one brotherhood Of Wbltsier's Friends.
DR.. Holland sends this pleasing arithlnetical
fancy:
Ton gentle. hearted hoya 0f scScn.
Too young and sweet 10 stray from Heaven,
Wi!t-count,nE up ths alttle men-
Amount 10 three+scorn years and ten.
! Two gracious man Of sh.rty.nve,
with wits 4ltght and hcaras alive.
will Ali completa tho rounded trhcres
Ofsuventy sttons and manly years.
Nsy, whittier. tbon art not old:
Thy register lta hath told,
For lives devote 10 iote mud truth
/ AD OUiS A4HihP'f h"Fu 3eusAH
Thou art ten gentle boys Of setsn.
| With souA tc0 sweet to stfay from Heaven;
| Thou Atl twa men Of thtrty -9vc.
With wits allcht. and hearts alirei
Bayard Taylor, ". 3, ehurtleir, Celia Thax-
ter. Mlss i. B. Phelps, George +. Lathrop. mud
others send veracs; while tha old poets, 4 II.
Uana, now % years old, md Bryant. who Is 81,
send letters; and ueorgo Bancroft, Mrs. atowo,
Col. H'cciuson, FRANCIS Parkman, and Others,
Whittler's chief glory, not that he could speak
inspired wnrd.. but tilat he spoke thom for the
drsplsed. tbs helpless. aud tue dumb: for those
too Iguor8ut to honor, too poor to reward him.
tlraeu was given bin. to know his Lord In the
Invest disguise, over. that Of the poor. hunted
slave, aud 10 follow him in heart into prison
aud Unto death. Lie had worti& Of pity for all,
words OF scyeEtty for mona but tho cruel and
hard.hcA1tfd.h
Altogether, the offering IL remarkable ona
unl ret most richly dctcrvrd. Long snay tho
Quakrr poet Hive to soceivc such greelin2s from
lts f1ends, TounE and oltit