The Brookhaven leader., 1884-05-15

AS ma 'uFc 3 power fcIStlcSH, that ny ltS
touch
Can blight the brightest hopes of earth
or eNalt the mind to Heaven.
TIL res aye some hope ere the glittcriug
Hath drawn the young lile's blood;
There's aye some Lope ere the wcll-aiIned
shot
Hath hastcncd the grave and the shroud.
These We can see, we can feel, we can
know;
These can avert, or give blow for blow ;
But when vague, unseen powers suddenly
flash,
Thunders roar, per, harc" the torrents
crash
What subtle power is King DER the land ?
And wdo can stay his pitilcss hand:
But, stead of the storm, comes the soft
breeze of even
Whispering of mother, of home and of
Heaven,
Lifting the soul from earth's tramp!cd
To the stars, angels eyes, and the glory
of God.
Breathing of one on the Shining Shore. :"
Who loved us, we say, i'll bright days CT
yore.
TIE storm with its darkness, its fury
and roar;
The zephyrs sweet influence in love
waited DER.
BY the same Hand sent:-thc result of it
what!
The storm it hath slain; the ze. hyr sla, :
not,
But Ike Public Opinion when it lifts to
throne
Some high-honored man hose mclit'- his
1t hath made all the land to seem a fair
garden
With such favored mortal its own special
warden.
Like the youths first love for his Lady
fair,
Or the maids first wish for rose in her
hair,
Like the genius ambition for fame or
for gold,
Or the aspirant's desire for knowledge
untold
Opinions arise unhidden, unSought,
And, ere we're aware, the many have
caught
The bent Of enc mind and the private's
become
The public opinion, it's Influence begun
10 be felt by some trail one, perhaps il
may he,
OR some LORD OF Creation" on land or
Like the storm it may blight, if It's ad-
verse, unkjnd;
Like tie z'phyr, may cheer, if pleas
ed, this public mind.
Invisible, means al powc. ful here:
1t can slay to the earth the glad il opcs
dear,
The cherished ambitions Of days and Of
years,
frightened by hope, oft shaded by
Hopes that have stretched from youth to
old age;
Hopes that many sorrow assuagc;
Hopes that when peaceful the gray
hairs do lie
Would b,jn,, hnnnr onH f,na that novor
could die.
Out meath that grave lies a frail, broh-
en- flower
That public opinion there cast;
Not one can tell the day or the hour
When its breathings hushed at last.
For one life, you know, is bat Que grain
of sand
In the desert vast and wide;
And public opinion rushing on,
No matter what may betide,
Spreads its influence the desert DER;
Der governments, states and powers.
Fen kings and queens are subjects to
This pitiless tyrant of ours.
IL can SldtCn Ii'IIi INC Sl.sleSuIdu hiS
laurels of pride,
1t can take from that proud man his fair
young bride;
1t can call a man coward" whose soul
is so brave
As to tempt his frail barque 'gainst this
strong public wave.
Let honor and glory to such men be
given;
Let their names he upwafted in loud
praise to Heaven,
Whose minds are so firm, whose natures,
so true,
They'll the good e'cr uphold, the erI
eschew:
And while the loud chorus rings out
from afar,
Well swell grand anthem in praise of
Lamar"
But there sits a man with brow all con-
traeted;
If you notice him well you may think he's
distracted.
His head is bent low, but with no
weight of brain,
And he takes up his pencil again and
again,
! And he ruhs his wnrn head. that is fast