The Arkansaw traveler., 1886-05-15
LETTER FROM sAyARp TAYLOR.
INiuna Irving, in New York Grsphic,l


 that beat with God-like thought, tho hand that was it's willing servant arc crumhlinS to dust under the snow aud the soi and the churchyard willow at keuSe,t square. hut tho fragile sheet ot paper that a summer hr'rfe could wait away or tho ;juy flame ~ vAndlc con same to ashes still eudurAs
 Without. beneath blue skies and amid the pink and whtte ot errhard bla>>ou,S with which the sAN Nouog wear delights to wrVath its sunny locks. b,ris are singing r,,uudelavs and >tlauoll,> ot spring and ,n the tender cra>>,> newly sprung tvom under wlutcr suNW~ morning dew drops hlaT like towels ln>t tront tho tyewu~ Nt angels that tN hetwvvu earth and >kN at dawn tN p'lvt those who djc m the dark ,o hcaNvn Budding NV branches tap asan>t the l,aue hke friendly tnger~ heckouius ne out to the tield> Wherr sprnE and mVru luy trallg together ant t ~praN al pale ptuN pea, | ala>sat&- rNhalc dcttrate odnt~ trom slender whgt, Nas,' oU the ,ln below. and autid all th,- beauty and htr Jelur aud Wasiaut, ot >pttut hear a a1airS trou tAe dead thv Nalve M the povt Uanslatot journalist and dlplo natlSt. of th,, man who served manN masters et thought aud ,er>yd thvm an well Here an th,,~,' NelleN1ug pages written 1T the last Nrat ui h,> lite Nlt,u honerS crowded tl,ck aud fast upon hun h, peaks ot his carly ~tr,trRtc- when fame wa~ vet thc golden Veton 0t n dreaming bo> and st>c> thu ke> to las suV,,gss am tar mere lahattn,is and ltaiu~takms noN than when was a ,ounE ulau pubh>hed mN first poCu at seventeen hut nothing that wrote before l was twenty h noW la,ie served lu thu collected edition al uN work l ucser asked tho Nice ot an author mt} Was uluetrrn W tatetrr ~uGe,'~s maA have wou l> uN tuR entirely tn th, tact that havc never t,sn -at,s# fed with nN wotk but str}N, ta do kvt t-r Year after N"ar
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  es and swung ;he ah.ains -cYth" taf many generations before Nou and pm. mol for thu cloud sir,ll.d mountain ot l,oytS that towers iuto tho blue heaven hrNond tor though gardens of ros,- aua mNrth and groves ot laurel and bay maN flourish at tt, top theupward path I4 steep anl stony aud h.set Vnh cruel thorn, and keRts and thatettoIt sons et thc gads tainted and dIed tl ,fe wHN
 But you who ~tt m ha1e attlc. tN a smoky lamp with d pocket et rejected manuscripts iu yaua hand aud cue whit, star shining through th" ,urtainles- window itivt,- alt snR.t iae.a and chit look up aud h'hol,liug th'' stlNrr RloIN ,t the planet tc,l th, mllu,nco of tts beauty fall upuu your bleeding h"Rtt llk" dew on iNnhuP d"Ners it's cool sltrndur pouottat" Nnut throl,hlus hraiu tn, divine ether lu winch II h"ate h,the Nour turning sWrit ant then stnp q suuP oi hoop, nut ot the depth, ot pain even n~ the nightingale ot r",tlr tahl~ sang with it~ breast aeHtu~t h thorn you may know thal the lito from the aha of love hR- ila-hcl upuu ,out -"ul oud the crowd will pa,i-s and l-tru to Yout voice ps N" pause Hud listen to th" clo,tt notes ot the wuodlark singing after rain Su clml, onward aud upward uuth you stand uu the summit above th" tioudr and clos. e. tho sapphire gates ot heaven Nou will hnl every drop oi blood that you shed in tho struggle s crimson roe" blooming rpiof sweet m coel green l"nY", and the stat that .hunc in at your attic window crown -ot "ith a lewol for every song
 such crown Wan hi. the thunder ot the houi. of whose fega-u. Ill echo long Iu th" highway, and hyway~ oi earth
 llark all th, birds on the orchard hough. ar. -iugtnR Annic i.aurie a' ,ll" soldiers saug it n \ Song nf the Camp and can almo-, fancy that -." the quaker Widow wiih kcrehiet neatly folded and -oh"t gown "i yray dolinR and dreaming m tho sunshine
 Fold th" paper. ae l." folded them years ago when the ink vet glistrued fresh uI,pn them nni laN tiruI saAy with rptay of lavender and n leaf ot laurel for hc ha~ closed he oSos forever and r,.sts from hi- labpt- forgetting in the dreaml.'rs sleep that wrnps hun round n- a Iphntl" the know edge that filled hl- waking brain and out of which with ,irelc-. hhuds ho bnilt up monuments of thought that will tower tD heaven when the marble above his tomb is resolved ro dust by iiru~ a,i': catered to the winds The pen DiIst rest, the ink become powder th" busy hand lie still while the ,.'ason- come and go hcapinR bl"ssotn- and suonr by turns above the head. but the winRei word goes forth and sigh. in th" iprcst- and .ohs in tho seas. and shines In the stars. tirelesa and sVolrss uhtIl as he himself has sung
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