Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1880-02-13

and the man. The nobicst eulogy pro
nounced on the foremost man ol all his
time" was that passed by an Old farmer,
in his lifetime aueighbor. Standing over
the open cnfiin that contained all that was
mortal of the greatest of Americans, he
said. Daniel Webster the world Will be
lonesome without YOU !" All that remains
of Webster. aside from the imprint he
left upon our system Of government, is a
dim tradition. daily growing DINNER, OF
an august and stately figure king OF
men personality crowned for the only
time in tho history of our nation with the
adjective ''godlike." The poet Will leave
to the world the immortal legacy of his
writings, which will keep him in ever
lasting remembrance. As Milton sub
timely says in that eldest defence of FREQ
speech and free press, tho
Areopagitica, a good tbook is
the precious lifo-blood of n master spirit,
embalmed and treasured up on purpose
to life beyond life" Longfellow speaks
TO n vastly greater constituency thun did
the statesman, for wherever Anglo-Saxon
blood courses through mans veins-and
where does it not ?-thcre is ho read and
loved. Far be the day when the hencti-
cent Father OF all gathers him to His own
bosom Long may the earth be gladden.
ed by his kindly and inspiring and emo
bling presence ere he joins the hosts
whom the poet of the Apocalypse saw,
who had fought nobly for humanity and
served faithfully their God and had at
last been called from the imperfect songs
of earth TO tho nobler symphonies OF
Paradise
We cannot better close this article than
by quoting tho fine poem addressed to
Mr.. Longfellow on his sixtieth birthday
by his brother poet, James Russell Low
ell
need not praise the sweetness Of his song,
Where liinpid verse 10 lmpha Verse succeeds,
Smooth our Charles. when. fearing lest he wrong
The new moons mirrorcd skln he slides along
Full without noise, and whispers IN his reeds.
With loving breath Of all the winds his name
Is blown about the world. but TO his friends
A swecter secret hides behind his fame
And Love steals shyy through the loud acclaim
To murmur a God bles. y0l and there ends
As muse backward up the chec.ered years
Wherein So much was gwen. somuch was LOST,
blessings in both kinds. such Al cheaper tears
But hush this Is not for profancr ears
Lst them drink molten pearls nor dream the cost
Some suck up poison from a sorroN's core.
As naught but nghtshade grew upon earth's
ground
Love turned all his 10 heart's-easr. and the more
Fate tried his ba>tonI. She hut forced door
Leading to swecter manhood and more sound
Even as a wnd-waved fountains swaying shade
Seems OF mixed race. gray wrath shot with sun,
So through his trial faith translucent rayed
Til darkness, half disnaiured 50. BETRAYED
4 heart OF sunshine that would fam o'errun-
Surely If skill in song tho shears may stag
And OF its purpose cheat the charmed abyss,
II our poor life be heightened by alay,
lie shall not 20. although hIS presence may,
And the next age III praise shall double this.
Long days he his. and each ~ lusty-sweet
As gracious nature finds his song 10 be;
May Age steal on with soitly-cIdenced ieet
Falling in music. as for HIM were meet
Whose choices; verse Is harsher-loaed taan a;l