New-York tribune., 1886-11-09
NETWORK DAILY TRIBUNE TUESDAY NOVEMBER 1896
bid and square behold majestic shaw.

Solid and square behold majestic Shaw
mass OF wisdom aud mine OF law;
Warren. whose arm the donghtiest warriors fear.
Asks Of the startled crowd to lend Its ear;
Proud OF his calling. him the world loves bost
Not as the coming, but the parting guest
As to that hour with backward steps turn,
Midway pause: behold funeral urn.
All sad memorial known but all too we'll
The tale which thus its golden letters toll:
This dust. once breathing changed Its Joyous life
For toll AMI hunger. wounds and mortal strfe;
Love. friendship. learning's all prevailing charms.
For the cold bIvouac and tho clash Of arms
The cause Of freedom won. race enslaved
Called back manhood and nation saved
These OF Harvard falling ere their prime
Leave their proud memory to the coming time
While in their still retreats our scholars turn
The mildcwed pages OF the past. to learn
The ceaseless labor OF the seepless brain.
What has been and ne'er shall be again.
We reap the harvest OF their patient toll
And find fragrance In their midnight OIL
But let purblind mortal dare the task
The embryo future OF itself To ask.
Tie world reminds him. with scornfu laugh.
That times have changed since Prospero broke his stan
Could all the wisdom OF the schools foretell
The dismal hour when Lisbon shook and fell.
Or name the shudderng night that toppled down
Our sisters pride, beneath whose mural crown
Scarce had the scowi forgot its angry lines.
when earths blind prisoners fred their fatal mines
New realms. worlds exultng science claims,
still the dim future uner pored remains;
Her trembling scales the faron planet weigh.
Her torturing prisms Its elements betray-
We know what ores the fires OF sirius melt
What vaporous metals gid Orion's belt;
Angels. archanges may have vet 70 learn
Those hidden truths our heaven taught eyes discern;
Yet vain is knowledge, with her mystic wand,
To pierce the cloudy and read beyond;
Once To the silent the fates known,
To us they tell no secrets but their own.
How strange the prospect TO my sight appears,
Chang ged by the bnsy hands Of ffty years.
Full well know OceaD-salted Charles.
Filling and emptying through the sands and marls
That wall his restless stream either bank.
Not all unlovely where the sedges rank
Lend their coarse veil the sable ooSe 10 hide.
That bares its blackness with the ebbng tide
In other shapes TO my llumned eyes
Those ragged margins OF our stream arise;
Through walls OF stone the sparkling waters dow.
In clearer depths the golden sunsets glow
In purcr the lamps OF midnight CLEAN,
That silver o'er the unpouted stream.
Along mis- shores what stately temples rise
What spires what turres PRINT the Swallowed skies.
Our smiling mother sees her broad domain
Spread its tall roofs along the western plain;
Those blazOned windows blushing glories tell
OF grateful hearts shat loved her long and well;
Yon gilded dome that gtters in the sun
Was Divess gift-alas. his only onei
These buttressed walls enshrne bankers name,
That haowed chapel hides missr's shame;
Their wealth they eft-their memory cannot fade
Though age shall crumble every stone they laid.
From high arched alcoves. through resounding halls
Clad in full robes. majestic Science calls;
Tireless. unsleeping. still at Natures feet
Whate'er she utters. fearless to repeat
Her lips at last from every cranp released
oaI,ar .hafca chi fran Luvnt
see the statesman. firm sagacfous. bold.
For fe's long conflict cast In amplest mould;
Not his to clam0r with the senseess throng
That shouts unshamei "Our party right or wrong"
But in the patriots never ending hght
To side with truth, who changes wrong TO right
Let the mtre Englands prelate wears
Next to the crown, whose regal ponp 1t shares,
Though low before 1t courtly Christians bow.
Leave its red mark younger Englsnd's brow.
We love. q honor the maternal dame,
But let her priesthood wear a modest name.
While through the waters Of the Pilgrims bay
A new. born Mayfower shows her keels the way.
Too old grew Britain for her mothers beads
Must we be necklaced with her children's creedsi
Welcome alike surplice or in gown
The loyal ueges OF the Heavenly Crownl
We greet with cheerful not submissive. mien,
A sister church. but not a mtred Queen