New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1888-07-15
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contributes to the picturesque beauty vi lhis
building, and its charm is still further heightened
by the contiguity Of large trees in which the old
church seems to nestle. Within, there are low,
massive pillars and plain, symmetrical arches,
evidently remains of Norman architecture. Great
rafers Of dark oak augment in this quaint structure
the air of solidity and Of age at once venerable
and romantic while bold, spirited and beautiful
painting of Christ and Peter upon the sea lmparts
to it an additional sentiment OF sanctlty ana
solemn pomp This remarkable work Is by iiar-
lowe and il is placed back of the altar where
once there would have been, in the Gothic
DAYS. great stained window. The explorer
does not often come upon such gem OF church'
even in Engand-so rich in remains OF the old
Catholic zeal and devotion; remains now mostly
converted to the use of Protestant worship
The church-yard of All Saints is
worthy of the church-a little enclosure,
irregular in shape, surface shrubbery.
and tombstones bordered on two sides
by the village square and on one by farm-yard,
and shaded by many trees, some of them yews
and some of great size. Almost every house that
is visible near by is powered with trees and adorned
with flowers. No person was anywhere to be
seen, and it only after inquiry at various
dwellings that the sections abode could be dis
covered and access to the church obtained. Inc
poet's crave is not inside of the church. however,
but in a secluded spot at the side of 1t, a little
removed from the highway AMI screened from
immediate view by an old dusly yew tree. 1
readily found it, percelving large wreath OF
roses and a bunch of white flowers that were lying
upon it, recent offerings of tender remembrance
and sorrowing love, but already beginning TO
wither small square of turf bordered with
white marble, covers the tomb of the poet and
three of his children. AT the head are three
crosses of white marble. alike in shape and equal
in size except that the first is set upon pedestal
little lower than those of the Others. On the
first cross is written: Basil Frances Arnold, young
est child of Matthew q Frances Lucy Arnold,
Born August 49, 1866 Died January a, 1868
Suffer little children TO come unto me- On the
second: Thomas Arnold. eldest child of Matthew
and Frances Lucy Arnold. Born July g. 1852
Died November %, 1868. Awake, thou, Lutte and
Harp l will awake right early" On the third
Trevener William Arnold, second child of Alatthev
&c Frances Lucy Arnold Born October ID. 1853.
Died February g. 1872. In the morning II Is
green and groweth up" Near by are other tomb
stones bearing the name of ArnOld-the dates In
scrbed on them referring back to about the begin
ming of this century. These doubt mark the
restingpace of some of the poets kindred. His
father the famous Dr. Arnold of Rugby, rests in
Rugby Chapel-that noble father that true friend
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those memorable words of imperishable nobility
and meaning, Now my father wouldSt not be
saved alone" Matthew Arnold himself is buried
in the same grave with his eldest son, and side
by side with his little children. lie who was him.
self as little child, in his perfect innocence and
goodness and truth where else and how else could
he so fifty rest Awake Thou, Lutte and Harp
! will awake right early
Every man will think his own thoughts in such
place as this will reflect upon his own Attic
tons, and, from knowledge of the manner and
spirit in which the same griefs have been borne by
the great heart of intellect and genius, will seek
! to gather strength and patience TO endure them
well. Matthew Arnold taught many lessons Of
immense value to those of US who able to think.
! He did not believe that happiness is the destiny
of the human race on earth, or that there is any
visible ground for assuming that happiness in this
mortal condition, is one of our inherent rights.
lie did not think that this world is made an abode
Of delight by the mere jocular affirmation that
everything in it is well and lovely. He knew
much better than that But his message, dev-
cred in poetic strains that will endure as long as
our language exists, is the message, not Of gloom
and despair but of spiritual purity and sweet and
gentle patience The man who needs Matthew Ar
nolds teachings will put no trust in creeds and
supcrstitions, will place no reliance upon the cob
web structures of theology, will take no guidance
from the animal and unthinlling multitude; but
he will " keep the whiteness of his SOUL he will
be simple unsefsh and sweet, he will live for the
spirit and not the fesh and in that spirit, pure,
tender, fearless, strong to keep and patient 10 sur
fer he will find composure to meet the inevitable
disasters of life and the awful mystery Of death
Such was the burden of my thought, sitting there
in the cleaning, beside the lfeess dust Of him
whose hand had once been clasped in mine Ana
such. | we'll believe, will be the thought OF many
and many pilgrim who shall stand in that sacred
place, on many n summer evening OF the years u
come
awhile the stars come out and the night WIND
Brings, up the stream,
Murmurs and scents of the infinite sea- 49, ~,