The Portland daily press., 1890-01-17

For who seek atiild tne ueeus Oi Olu
To find some tale, some legend quantity told
Whose theme shall serve us In these latter
Reveal some vision from thy age Of gold
Thai we NAV see the truth which Time portrays,
Drawn out In living lines on lies Dewiidering
maze.
Upon the verge OF Niles unending stream
Lonely and In the giant Memnon stands;
lie sees the tide flow by as In dream,
The lotos flower its petaled bloom expands
In vain TO- him, a stranger In the lands
That were his own; Ia ruins round him lie
Te pie and column. marred by vandal hands,
OF Memphis far-famed pomp aud ancient ma
jesty.
Not thus he stood in grandeur desolate
In those old days when Time himself was young,
Not thus alone. but throned in klngly state
With kindred gods the rvck-hewn temples rung
With hymns triumphant In his glory sung,
With loud thanksgiving, or with viet0ry's snout,
Or humber phrases framed with suppli4nt
Uprose in murmurs round him, rlnged about
With throngs OF kneeling priests and worshippers
devout.
With eyes firm fixed upon the eastern bank
He watched from far the hustle OF ths crowd;
Down toward bin soped the city, rank on rank
OF palace towers and stately temples proud,
Lifting their heads TO skies without cloud;
with sunlight fierce their roofs were all aflame;
In througing streets was heard the tumulL l0ud
or busy flie, and trafic's hoarse acclaim,
That with a softened sound across the water
came.
Before him stretched the mighty river stIewn
With shining sails; the pleasure-seeker dreamed
Athwaft the tide the fishers shsllop gleamed;
The merch tnL craft with state y notion seemed
To scorn the ferries plying 70 aud fro;
Sometimes a sombre funeral boat proclaimed
With sLrouded side, aud walling sad and low,
king had gone the way all mortal men must go.
The sun had sunk behind the earven walls
That barred the west, and night was come with
out,
Was heard the sound of revelry and rout;
In tempted Thebes the freely lights cleaned out,
Their iwinkllng beams across the water thrown,
In chorus full uprOse the wassail-shOut
Till hushed all sound; the lights died one by one.
Aud through the silent streets tbs Waterman
paced alone.
Above the sleeping city through the night
He kept his vigil, seeing all the while,
His rugged face illumined by her light,
That south to northward stretched for many
mile
It's silver food 'twIxt bank; @ @ Of @ darkest green;
In starry splendor on its course serene,
While east and west the hills and desert closed
the scene.
The night was o'er, and joyful he behed
The faint red dawn steal up the Arabian sky;
Broader and high the rosy torrent swelled,
Moments to him of voceless ecstacy
still gazing on the east with steady eye;
Soon from the sun there flashed a dazzling line
Full on his lips; then breathed the melody
That seemed 10 those that heard 1t all divine,
message of the gods, sent from their secret
shrine.
Thus BY LIES C saseless stream, from days Of
old,
Withface of stone the Past Is standing still;
To those that scorn 1t, voiceless, deaf and cold,
A symbol of forgotten deeds that I'LL
No place In present need, but those who will
May from its lips changeless music hear,
Strains through
That rouse the heart. the fainting spirit cheer,
And teach the awe-struck mind to wonder and
revere.
The shades OF earth embracing night
Have dropped their mantle down,
And wintry stars are cleaning bright
Above the classic town.
The prisoned waters sing their tune
While northward to the bay
A sheet of white beneath the moon
The river winds away. - 49, l.---s,-.. i.
Against her wall of somDre pine
Old B0wdons buildings rise,
Her chapel spires In bold design
Point upwa' to the skies.
without her halls the moonlight falls
Across the drifted snow,
Within her halls protecting walls
The lamps OF evening glow.
Hail to the mother of us all,
Our guide to light and truth,
Suggestress of each high resolve
Tnat stirs the heart OF youth.
Changeless and sure is her renown,
Her glory undecayed,
No gem shall tarnlsh In her crown,
Her laurel shall not fade.
Faithful for aye her sons shall breathe
This prayer that to he last
Her present full OF life may be,
Her future as her past
POSTMASTER o. NJ. Lord presented the fol.
lowing sentiments:
Bolcdoin College Her sons are Justly proud of
her.
Response by Prof. +. G. Robinson.
The Nation -Bowdon's contributions to her
greatness.
Response by Hon. William L. Putnam.
The Stdte-Her functions are not piternal. but
administrative; her duty Is not to support the cit
lien, but It is the citizens duty to supp Ft her.
Response by Hon. Charles +. Libby.
LdW-Her service Is hard but her votarles
have been among the grearest ST the earth.
Response by Seth l.. Larrabee. Esq.
Medicine-The child OF science: she grows
with her growth, aud dies with her death.
Response by DIR. Frederick Henry Gerrish.
The Clergy 1t is a good deyine that follows his
own inst uctions.
Response by Rev. E. NJ. Cousins.
On motion of Mr.. Libby. Mr.. George A.
Thomas favored the company with songs,
tom Breeze" and 'Simon the Cellarer."
Votes Of thanks were passed to the toast
master, orator, poet and songster.
The meeting closed with singing of Phi
Chi and other college songs.