Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1889-12-28
For the REcoRD-UNIoN.l
OLD AND NEW.

No heart but mine throbs in my room tonight,
And so Jour wills so much are customs slaves
From pen obedient viii flow the phrase,
| am alone. Yet am l not alone,
For as through light that falls as if a smile
Now blending with it were, and now trown,
The dial speaks to me the midnight hour,
Ger sunni rous weight that rests upon my lids
Ny spirit looking forth as Ii dreamed,
see earth's actors all, each IN his part
Shaping each as it seemth fit to shape,
Upon that double stage times tide buoys up
The old year and the new
Another year.
Even to that moment-link that Joins the years,
Has passed, as passes swift courser by,
It's varied seasons spent, sunshine and cloud,
It's tear vale scenes and walks on sunny isles,
But It's no gone, nor can write 1t so,
Still seen the life-glow on its very face.
Gone from the world the years that buried lie
In mists OF time, their lessons legacied
To rock and moidy tome-chis lings to truth,
Pointers to paths that through the flight of years
Have led man on from broad to broader field
Op'ning to all who'd build to bless the world.
And on them man has toiled, thankful for lines
Struck in indelibiiity of truth
Ye. conscious that, though gettt2g strengthens
man,
Only through giving live or men or years
When once the word is spoken of then, past
And graudly some have built 10, quarried for
structures new,
And for such structures, p1omontory like,
Out in the long shore. line of misty years
stand many glorified. But turned to this
Narrow time-isle back looking wistfully,
u
To all it is in givers and in gifts,
Waiting transfer from of its passing face,
mark it peer of any in the line.
Not that upon it no dark continent
Presents repulsive front, but that its paths
The feet OF earnest hosts are pressing swift,
Bannered gainst all that dark or dark ming is,
And bravely kingd.
The restless stage along,
From marge to marge, hope-inspiring view
Swiftest discernment OF the needs OF man,
Feet huIrying to roll away the stones,
Strong arms reached to the struggling to the
light,
Forward set faces marked with high resolves
That bonds are for gladdening oil the world
With that truth to self that's talseness to none,
And that alone man from himself eau save
Marked with assurance that at length man sees
That if "a thing of beauty he would stand
He must not cease shaping the rough-hewn
block.
On paths care-laid through loves environments
Walk childhood, youth, tronted to noblest
lives
Woman life-tasked to lifting up the low,
Crowned higher are than occupants OF thrones,
Strong men, counseling fraternity and peace,
Grander than gods in panoply of war.
Now are the world bells ringing out and in
Solemnity, gladness and the refrain?
All is well Aye, all is well, bat the scene
Assurance is that better is to be;
Pregnant with promise is the good that is
AS with fruition fun the waving field.
No speeter-word, of evil ominous,
From aged tongue now silent in the old
Darkens feature of the scene tonight,
The while the young see, active in change,
Lighted = thanks 10 suggestion, light from
light
Higher thon their grandsires ever drained),
Upon the year stages, as they come down,
OutaashiDg thoughts at the occasions call
Brighter than sabers new-1ashed from their
sheathes-
Stepping from deed so forward on to deed
That even far up the stream no signs are
OF Observation-Disclosures paths.
No wall upon
The stage I'm privileged to view tonight
Frowns stay to any hand impelled by heart,
Or marks boundary to right 10 toll;
Instead a spirit moves, late manifest,
Far-reaching. cheering as it move like streams
! That flash Sierra brows at days first step;
Tolerance it is, and before spheres
Are blotted out and blended are till one
The whole world is, and not one from it barred
Who comes forth white-souled seeing work to
do.
And there, trying her feet on many paths,
Is woman's form, fair rs painters gaze on
Seeing the angelic in their high dreams;
StroRg in her faith in self, her weapon love.
Where errors rise she conquers unto truth
Surely as white sails conquer rounded seas
| Timid her step, her face yet TO light,
As ASKING, is scorn's finger down indeed?
Flashes, the stage along, the answer, aye!
And for that aye the word the better IS,
And shall, in conSummatfons beautiful,
The better be through stage succeeding stage
As down times tide they come.
Anomalous
The scene, the oak admits the ivy's strength.
The worlds song flow enriched, expanded is
By tributaries pure and sweetly trilled,
Artfeids Weeded of eraser plants till read
Throughout it is, no poIs ming breath is here
Turning, both, from the effete paradox
Light from CAT and cloud science is invoked,
And in is blaze the world is leveling.
Falling are dogmas in their ightless pits,
And dying simply from the jar Of facts;
Raised depths of supplance with wrecks OF
thrones,
Burrowed the lrowning wall of prejudice
BY reasons force, and uttered in day 5 glare
The words, the world must save itself, If saved
Naught by the solemn night bedims the scene
Glide on. light feet, in yonder hall Of mirth,
Chase the swift hours away be glad, all hearts
Ring out. bells, to the new year all is WE'LL
LoYALTON, CAL J. II.