Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1892-10-22
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CONTAMINATION UDG
The following ode vas read at the
dedicatOry exercises OF the World s
Fair buildings yesterday:
COLUMBIA, on thy brow are dewy flowers
PlucSed from wide prairlAS and from mighty
hills.
Lol toward this day hayS led the steadfast
hours.
Now to thv hope the world its beaker fills.
The old earn hears a song OF blessed themes
Aud lifts her head from u deep couch OF dreams.
Her Queenly nations, elder-born OF Time,
Troop from high thrones to hear,
Clasp thy strong hands, t:ead WITH thee paths
Lovingly bend the ear.
Spain, in the bordered robes OF chiVAlry,
Comes with slow foot and notwithstanding
Bow to her banner! twas the first to rise
Out OF the dark Tor thee
And England, royal mother, whose right hand
MOlds nations, whose white feet the ocean
LAYS down her sword on thy beloved strand
To bless thy wreathed head;
Hearing in thine her voice bidding thy soul
Fuldll her dream, the foremost az .he goal
And France, who once Thy fainting form up
bore,
Brings beauty now where strength she brOaght
France. the swiit-footed. who with thee
GaZed i'm the eyes OF Liberty,
And loved the dark no more.
Around the peoplOd world
Bright banners are unfurled.
The long procession winds from shore 20 shore.
The NOrseman sails
Through icy gales
To the green Viuoland Of his long-sGo.
Russia rides down from realms OF sun ana snow
Germany casts aIar
Her iron robes Of war,
And strikes her harp with thy triumphal song.
Italy opens wide her epic scroll,
In bright hues blazoned, with great deeos VIII
And bids thee win,the kingdom Of the soul
And the calm Orient, wise with many days.
From hOary Palestine to sweet Japan
Sautes thy cOnQuerlng youth;
Riding thee hush while all the nations praise,
Know, though the world endure but ior
span,
Deathless is truth.
LO. unto these the everything Past
Ushers a mighty pageant bids arise
Dead centuries freIghted with visions vast,
Blowing dim mists into the Futures eyes,
Their song is All of thee
Daughter Of mystry.
Alonel Alonei
Behind wide walls OF seal
And never a ship has hOWn
A prisoned world 20 free.
Fair is the sunny day
On mountain and lake and stream,
Yet wild men Starve and slaY,
And the young earth lies adream.
neIfmg rlcn c.TJs Tor nations throned afar,
Guarding thy soul inviOlate as q star,
Leaving thee safe with God till man grow wise.
Al last one patient heart is born
Fearless of ignorance and scOFn.
His strong youth wasteth at thy sealed gate
Kings will not open to the untrod path,
His hone grows sere while all the angels wait
The prophet bows under the the dull worlds
wrath,
Until woman fair
As morning lilies are
Brings him jeweled key
And 10. a world is free.
Wide swings the portal never touched before,
Strange Turing winds blow from an unseen
shore.
Toward dreams that can not fail
lie bids the three ships to sail,
While man S new song OF hope rings out against
the gale,
Over the wide unknown,
Far 20 the Shores of Ind,
On through the dark alone,
Like q feather blown by the wind;
Into the west away
Sped by the breath OF God,
Seeking the clearer day
Where only His feet have trod;
FROM the past 20 the future We sail;
We slip from the lash Of kings.
Hail. spirit OF ireedOm-haili
Unfurl thine impal pable wings!
Receive US. protect us, and bless
Thy knights who brave all for thee.
Though death be thy soft caFess,
BY that touch shall our souls be free,
Onward and ever on,
Till the voice OF despair is stilled,
Till the haven OF peace ia W IN,
And the purpose Of God fulfilled.
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Columbia, Men behold thee rise
A goddess from the misty sea.
Lady Of JOY, sent from The skies,
The nations worsh pped thee.
Thy brows are flush d With dswn's first light
BY foamy waves with stsrs bedight
Thy blue robe hoated free.
Now let the sun ride high o'erhead,
Driving the day from shore to shore
His burning tread we do not dread,
For thou art evermore
Lady OF love whose smile shall bless
W HON brave deeds win 20 tenderness.
Whose tea the lost restore.
Lady OF hope thou art We wait
With courage thy serene command.
Through unknown seas, toward undreamed
fate,
We ask thy guiding band.
On though SGils culver IN the gale.-
Thou Rt the helm, we cannot iall.
ON % Gods ime-yeiled strand
Lady Of beauty thou shalt win
Glory aud power aud length OF days,
The sun and noon shall be thy 6ln,
The stars shall sing thy praise
All hail, we bring thee VOWS most sweet
To stlex before thy winged feet
H., . hrsVt raeN