The Memphis appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1886-1890, 1886-12-22
MEMPHIS. TENN. WEDNESDAY,, DECEMBER 22, 1886.

| All their planets whirling round them, fash
amlllion miles day.
rMany an eon moulded earth before her
| highest man was born;
| Many an eOu, too, may pass when earth Is
| manless and follorn,
Earth 70 huge and yet so bour ded, pools Of
| salt and plots of land,
Shallow skin OF green azure, chains OF
mountains, grains OF sand.
Only that which made ~ meat us to be
Set tho sphere Of ali tho boundless heavens
wi hin the human eye,
Sent the shadow of himself, the Boundless.
| through the human sool,
Boundless inward in the atom, Boundlsss
outward in the Whole.
Here ia Locksley Hall, my grandson, hore
| the liOn-Guarded gate;
| Not tonight in Locksley uall, tomorrow yau,
you como so late;
Wrecked your train, or all brt wrecked O
| shattered wheel, ncious boy.
| Good this "ForwardY You ;hst preach Il,
| is it we'll TO wish you joyy
| Is it we'll that while we ranGe with science,
City children soak and blaskou soul and
sense in city slimef
| There among the glooming alleys Progiess
| halts vito pals ed feet,
| Crime and Hunger cast our maidens By the
thousand on the street;
| There the master fcrimps his haggard seam
| stress of her daily bread,
| There the single sordid attic hold the loving
| and the dsad.
There the smou'dering fore of fever crseps
across the rotted floor,
| And the crowded couch of incest in the war
rens Of the poor.
Nay, your pardon. Cry yonr Forward"
yours are hope and youth; but /
| Eighty winters leave the dog too lame TO fol-
low with the cry.
Lame and old and past his time and passing
now into the night;
Yet would the rising race we're half as
eager for the light.
Light, the fading CLEAN OF even, light, the
glimmer OF the dawn;
Aged eyes may take the growing glimmer
for the glenn with-dawn'
Far away, beyond her myriad coming
change, earth will DO
Something other than the widest modern
guess Of you and me.
Earth NAV reach her earthly worst; or, If
she gain her earthly best,
Would she find her human offspring, this
ideal man at rest2
Forward, then; but st'll remember how the
course of time will swetVe.
CIook, and turn upon itself in many back
ward streaming curve.
Not the Hall tonight, my arandson; death
and silence hold their own.
Leave the master in the first dark hour of
his last sleep alone.
Worth Ter s>ul was he than am; sound and
honest rustic squire,
Kindly landlord, boon companion. Youth
ful Jealousy Is a liar.
Cast the poison FROM your bosom; oust tho
madness from your brain;
Letthe tangled ser pent show you that you
nave not lived in vain.
Youthful youth and age are scholars yet but
in the lower school;
Not is the wisest man who never proved him
selfa fool.
Yonder lies our young sea Yillage art and
grace are less and less;
Science grows. and beauty dwindles, roofs
OF slated hiueorsnes
There is one old hostel LEFT ns whore they
swing the Locksley shield,
Till the peasant COW shall butt the lion pas
SAINT from his field.
Poor cd Heraldry, poor old History, poor old
Poetry passing hence,
In common deluge drowning old political
common sense.
Poor old voice Of eighty crying after voices
All loved are vanished vdices; all my
steps are on the dead.
All the world is ghost to me, and as the
phantom disappears
Forward far and far from here is all the
hope OF eighty years..
In this hostel remembcr-I repent II DER
his grave
Like ciOwn-by chance he met mel re-
Iused the hand he gave.
From that easement where tho traitor man
tlss ali the mouldering bricks,
was then 10 early boyhooa, Edith but o |
child ofsix.
While, l sheltered in this archway from
day of driving showers,
Passed tho winsome face Of Edith, like a
flower among the fowors.
Here tonight, tho pail tomorrow. Whea
they toll the chapel bell
Shall l hear in ono dark room o Wailing, 81 |
have loved thee well?"
Then peal that shakes the portal? One
bas come to claim his bride,
She that shrank and put me from her,
shrieked and started IRON my side2
Silent e'hoes. You, my Leonard, use and
not abuse your day,
Move amOns your people, kanw them, fol- |
low him who led the way.
StrOve for sixty widowed years to help his
Served the poor and uilt the cottage, raised
the school aud drained the lea.
Hears he now tho voice that wronged him?
Who shall swear il cannot be?
Earth would never touch her WORST were one
in fifty such as no.
Ere she gain her heavenly rest God must
mingle with The game;
Nay, there may be those about us whom we
neither see nor name,
l
Felt within us as ourselves, the powers Of
good, tho powers Of i'll,
Strowing balm or shielding poison in tho
fountains OF the will.
Follow you the star that lights the desert
pathway, yours and mine
Follow till you SEQ tho highest; human
nature Is divine.
Follow light and do the right, for man can
half control his doom,
Till you find the doathless angel seated in
the vacant tomb.A
Forward Let the stormy moment Hy and
mingle with the past
that have loathed have come TO love him
Love will conquer at the last.
lone at eighty mine own age, and and
you will be at the pail
Then leave thee, lord and master, latest
Lord Of LOoksley Hall.
Alfred, Lord TenRVson.