The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1891-02-19

"He that ever following her commands,
"On with toll OF heart aud knees and hands,
"Thro' the long gorge to the far light has won
"Hls path upward, and prevailed,
"Shall find the topplng crags Of duty scaled
"Are close upon the shining table-lands
"ro which our God himself Is moon and sun"
To add unto my floral offering
sprig or two from Lpwell's bower bring,
As fragrant and as pure, and bright, and boon,
As roses can be in his favorite June,
"Ilfe may be given In many ways
"And loyalty TO Truth be sealed
"As bravely I'm the closet as the field
80 bountlful is Fate;
"'But then TO stand beside her
"when craven Churls deride her,
"Thls shows, methinks Gods plan
"And measure Of a stalwart man"
"The longer on this earth we live
"And weigh the various qualities % men,
The more we feel the high stern featured beauty
"Of plain devotedness to duty.
'Truth forever on the scafrold,
"Wroug forever on the throne,
"Yet that scairold sways the future, and behind
the dim unknown,
"Standeth God within the shallow, keeping watch
above his own.
'1his Insubstantla world and fleet
Seems solid for a moment when we stand
"On dust ennobled by heroic feet
"Once mighty to sustain a tottcrlng land
"sure the dumb earth hath memory nor for
naught
"was Fancy given, on whose enchanted loom
present and Past commlngle fruit and bloom
"Of one fair bough, inseparably wrought
"lntO the seamless tapestry Of thought.
80 charmed, with undeluded eye we see
"Tn history's fragmentary tale
"Btlyht cews OF continuity,
Learn that high natures over Time prevail
"And feel ourselves link ln'that entail
THAT binds all ages past with all that are to be"
When our distinguished "Harry of the West"
Whose tongue was tipped with eOQuence divine
Uttered that sentiment that's known the best
sentiment that borders the aublime-
mean when the Sage OF Ashland said that lie
Rather right than president would be
Perhaps II was flight Of oratory,
But that is not material to my story,
And les not dlncTlt, to the common thought,
To give up something that you have not got
The world approved It with clap of hands,
And higher than most presidents Clay stands.
But he whose nam5 we speak In praise tonight
Stands forth, the subject Of a ha der trial;
Was placed within furnace-fre more bright
From which there shOne deed OF self-denlal
which gained Itself an aureole Of light
We who In this land OF piping peace do live,
our need Of praise and thankfuIuess should give,
To Sailors who sought for It,
To soldiers, who fought for it,
To statesmen in council and study, who thought
for II;
That of the blessings the fathers left us,
Fate has not beTGft us;
That though we Democrats can't fail to feel
We're victims, once, of historic abstraction,
(steal.)
Aud beyond that "once" the larceny must not 60
Our patience would not last unless It grow
That the ten" Arab signs for once did sin,
And "s to 1.-THE wrong man went In,
The wrong" SAID, for he must me a Ounce
Who thinks State could go both ways at once.
who simultaneously rides both east and west
VIII find that mode Of travel not lest;
Against his bodily wholeness much.he sins,
Un'ess, as Mrs. MalaprOp would say,r'h twins"
And though Louisiana got in her man,
She seemed to leave out ours by the aid OF Sher-
man,
If Sherman wasn't there, twas blythe helps
So oppOrtunely lent by Walter Phelps
And several honest "ylslting statesmen" more,
OF whom the chief, think, was George p. HOar,
our sober second thougat doth show.how wise
Was Tlrden's supreme act Of sacrifice.
President Tilden, | mean, and meant
Aye, every inch" president.
Before his calm decision in those hot days,
"Grlm-v vsaged war; did smooth hts wrlnkled
face,
And whlte-robed peace took not again her flight,
Leaving the land In civil wars dread night.
fancy him, In those exciting times,
Repeating DER, with the worlds king of song,
Some lines he wrotJ for one OF Englauds kings,
And with paragraph end my rhymes
Which, much fear, have been spun out too long
But like the swans In thls-the Sweetest last she
sings"
mo more the thirsty entrance Of this soil
Shall daub her lips with her own Childrens
blood;
"NO more shall trenching war channel her fields,
"Nor bruise her fowerets with the armed hoofs
"Of hostile PAGES; those opposed eyes
(which, like the meteors Of troubled heaven,
"All of one nature, of one substance bred
"Dld lately meet In the Intestine shock
"And furious close of civil butrhery
"Shall now in mutual we-be,eemlng ranks
March all one way, and be no more opposed
Against acquaintance kindred, and allies"
tried, some pages back, to stop my singing,
But the loud sylla-bes would keep on ringing,
Rhymlng, Ginning.
1t was no use,
My muse was loose
That's my excuse,
To you,
Adleu