The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1884-07-20

And gentle petirarchs wOndrousfame
Brings neither happiness nor love
When comes shining galaxy
That forms cornice firm and strong
With Father Chaucer at the head
And, centre of the brilliant throng,
Shakespeare, the myriad minded" shows
His mighty power, with subtle hand
Transporting US with magic touch
Into the realms Of fairy lsud.
Set thick amid those marble slabs
Like painted windows rich and bright
Are those great names whose pencils give
Fair. images Of tender light.
From Raphael's canvass smiling down
Upon our restless human life
The sacred Mother ard Holy child,
Still in our hearts all fretfi strife,
As when in some cathedral grand
We stand within the colOrel ligh.
That falls through oriel windows stained,
s. art upllis us to her height.
From so much wealth how can we choose
For science swslls the rushing tide
The;wondrous Cosmos beckons US
And all the starry hosts beside.
To those who delye with reyerent hand
The secrets OF the earth unfold,
And the vast Heavens above are writ
In characters Of living gold.
From old GalileO's swinging lamp
Oifaith and science both the test,
To Humboldt and Agasslz who bind
With links Of wisdom, East and West.
A multitude OF master minds
Have opened wild their varied lore
And make us debtors Infinite,
70 learnings rich and bouuteous store.
A paradise reganed we dad
The Wizard Of the North" enchants,
And the lake poets tempt US on
To linger in the fsyOrte haunts
Far from the dear fstherand
Goethe, Schiller, Heine, Grimm,
Join hands with those of Sunny France,
Hugo, De Stael and Lamartine.
Nearer we come to the great dome
That hangs above rs wide and clear
Filled with the constellation bright
That dazEes us because } near.
Poet, yet woman, wife, and mother
Was Browning, Englaud's sweetest singer
The Laureate with hi. graceful strains
Tempts as in Idylic ease to linger.
Our own young world presents her share,
Bryant, whose placid race is run,
The Quaker poet calm and mild,
Irving and Hawthorne, who yet live on,
And high above, ike tagging star,
Radiant and clear, and sweet and strong,
The children poet thrills our soul,
With the marvellous melody OF his song.
OF all the solaCe that life affords
From the weary round Of toll and pain,
Nothing can rest or strengthen US more
Than an entrance into this'paace to gain.
Its halle are wide, its joys complete,
And generous hand unbars a door,
Opening portal here tonight,
For high and low, rich and poor.
In memory of noble heart
Who loved to help his fellow men,
Whose gentle spirit still lives on,
Although removed from mortal ken.
0, Brother, friend, now passed away
What fonder tribute could be paid
To thy dear memory Gflove,
Than this one that her hands have made.
No costly mansolelm grand
With glded fame or fretted spire,
Ceuld illustrate go well thy life,
And all thy noble hearts desire.
As this, that stretches forth hand
To help and elevate mankind
Bearing through long years yet to come
The earnest workings of thy mind.
Here eager youth and weary age
May lay their worldly burdens by,
And little children whom you loved
May learn to say like you, I'm try
As years shall pass away, we trust,
The good example thou hast set,
Will raise and elevate our lives
And bring us greater blessings yet.
May all these treasures than didU't love
Books, pictures. rare and curious things.
Up lift US to higher plane,
As birds mount u on soaring wings.
May God, our Father, bless the thought
That gives to us this sacred place
And wisdom aid, and knowledge bring,
Our hearts the comfort of His grace.