Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1882-05-30

~ oitoS anu Deautiiy a1eStiC eart0
Has felt the touch,
The velvet edge,
Or this, GODS Instrument
with which It's carved and wrought!
Gods hero is the baby;
with whom from Times remotest hour
He conquers the Immortal part
Or His most wOndrous plan
Whose purpose we from time to time
But iainty guess, more family see,
As lifting clouds are rent, and part
An instant, and then close again.
More Obdurate than finty rocks
The stun he puts in baby hands
To carve and bring to beauty,
Ind graDder far will be the form
When at the end the task Is DONE
II ever, In the range OF Time
IL draws TO conclusion.
That higher part OF man,
Which, though 1t be OF earth
And, In our eyes
B longs to Times bsIef hour.
81 lids in our hope, ahd In our faith,
BY title stronger Than our lives
An ever-grow!ng, widening space
In dread Eternity.
The truth lies at our feet;
And In our painful Travelling
And passing to and fro
On petty cares intent,
In little, wearing, SOry,id cares absorbed
We tread upon the pearl
Nor dream It's there;
TIL, by some sharp, Overwhelming call,
The Providence that placed us here
GompelS our blinking, Startled eyes
10 own their shameful b1ndnuSl
Ihdt higher part Of man
Which IS immortal
belonging TO eternal things.
Worth more than all the rest,
is held by us the least:
And oftene t left to take It's shape
AS chance may choose to mould it.
Gods purposes may seem TO sleep
10 mans perverted viSi0n
but In an onward, upward march they move
with ii progression grim and fixed
AS that which ancient glaciers pushed
10 plane ana groove barren world
10 usefulness and beauty.
And W allie we crawl and bin Ily prono
In lie pathetic striving
His agencies are all at work
Upon His browning MASTER fece-
Mans ever-grOwing nature!
so, from the time when crudest man
went creeping with the lower beasts
And felt his brothers hand a foes:
And knew no life beyond the grave:
Nor dreamed OF aught but lowest aims
TO eat, and sleep, and baSk In sun,
Ana eat an sleep again,
Down to the time when His dear Son
Gave, In the simple lesson of His life.
"A mint or what Was meant for man
h I,n,sfa purposes have grown, and grown;
Dpte,ySe ,io - the world grew gray,
I'll now their fOwring majesty
Oertops celestial things
And penetrateS to Heaven.
As In His lower Providence
Day after day, year after year.
Ana with the seasons swift succession,
frees grow 10 grand, imposing heightn.
Anu nj Tor years 4 lordiy space,
In m fall to earth, there to decay
And yield them up their properties
10 give new life and better life,
20 make more fruitful fertile soil
ana add TO mans bright heritage
SO In His nObler Providence
He Tears tall shafts OF mans grand growth
he crow Ms great deeds by heroes done
, That they In turn, by yielding up
Inc priceless treasures OF their strength
Nay make more rich heroic fields
10 Srapple higher tasks, and win
A loit'r footing; feel the breeze
More freshly blown on greater heights.
And all this work He gives
To baby hands,
Which but an hour ago
were Dusy with young mothers dimpl!ng
And wandering soft DER mothers breast
AND eager grasping at the sunbeam's gold!
With sun and frost the ninty rocks
,v Ssom 81, sO,t ana melt to quick'ning mould,
And buttercup3 may haunt their gOldI
ROCKS yield to the Divine behest
And hasten TO assume the form
mat COO commands; while man. more bleat
Feels no soft touch, nor bows to storm
The Flint may soften TO the breeze,
The nfarDle crumble meath the dew:
Mans q ure Is more stern than these
greater force must him Subduo
The giant that this task demands
Has Daby eyes and baby hands!
Not Lexington nor Bunker Hill
Alone had set example grand
10 these who sleep, 80 peaceful here:
Mor from the history Of a clan
Was inspiration sought and round:
Most favored Of all peoples, we
inherited from every land
Inc neN from which Sprang this great deed
Enriched and fertile, held the seeds
In soil, to which for centuries,
a world had given heroes lives!
The stain that FLASHED at Trafalgar
Dyed red the waves OF Mobile Bay:
And Ch1camauga'5 rough crowned crests
inc deadly slopes OF Gettysburgh,
Dark MurfreesborOs shallow ford
Bright ShenandOah'S smiling scenes
And every deck that slipped with blood
Felt the strong stress OF manful feet
whose spirit came from Marathon
From old Judea'5 Businesses
Where Gods own race sInOte heather foe
FROM AuSterlitZ and Waterloo
From Spanish fields, Italian camps.
From From Bannockburn, from Runnymede,
FROM every spot
Where Heavens help had neryed the arm
Of struggling man TO strike a blow
TO free the soul from errors chains
And elevate his kind!
Then, On this SOIL, thus newly charged
with y1gor from this GOd-Iike deed
MI MIN tnrlilng hearts We find our task,
The work the world from US must have
Wnlcn, being done, again shall mark
AnOt ner stride TO higher things
Till In His awful Providence
The topmOSt peak, In perfectneSS
Shall show the fullness OF His Plan
Sleep on, sleep on, heroic ones!
III. my green graves ripple earth's fair face
Like Sunmer-sea In mighty tones
NJ I ny aee ea sun llvet God give Us grace
To gain from them the strength to reach
the splend0r that must shine upon
The nobler deed-the higher piaceI
"FlOwers On the Grave, was then s,no nv tho
a az We quartet The grafton of the day BY Hon,