Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1892-10-22

IS HARRIET MONROE.
,rs of poetry in this country
mn entitled ''Valeria and
dav been toiler in the
urnalism; indeed she mas
newspaper work. Her
per writing was dramatic
s. Sarah C. LeMoyne
read Miss Monroe's s
vs. in full:
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Iairies and from
led the steadast
Drld its beaker fills.
q OF blessed themes
IL q deep couch OF
Ier-born oe Time,
0nes to hear,
5, tread with thee
.gly bend the ear.
, in the broidered robes of chivalry,
lines with slow foot and dinward-broodlng
Bow to her banner, twas the first to rise
out of the dark for thee.
And England, royal mother, whose right
hand
Molds nations, whose white feet the ocean
tread,
Lays down her sword on thy beloved strand
To bless thy wreathed head:
Hearing in thine her voice, bidding thy soul
And France, who once thy fainting form up
bore,
Brings beauty now where strength she
France the swift-footed, who with thee
Gazed in the eyes of Liberty,
And loved the dark no more.
Around the peopled world
Bright the banners are unfurled.
The long procession winds from shore to
The Norseman sails
Through icy gales
To the green Yineland of his long ago.
Russia rides down from realms OF sun and
Germany casts afar
Her iron robes OF war,
And strikes her harp with thy triumphal
Italy opens wide her epic SCROLL
In bright hues blazoned, with great deeds
And bids thee win the kingdom of the soul.
And the calm Orient, wise with many days,
From hoary Palestine 10 sweet Japan
Salutes thy conQaering youth:
Bidding thee hush while all the nations
praise.
Know, though the world endure but for q
Deathless is truth.
Lo! unto these the everything Past
Ushers mighty pageant bids arise
Dead centuries, freighted with visions vast,
Blowing dim mists into the Future ewes.
Their song is all of thee,
Daughter OF mystery.
Alone! Alone!
Behind wide walls of sea!
And never a ship has flown
A prisoned world to free.
Fair is the sunny day
On mountain and lake and stream,
Yet wild men starve and slay,
AND the young earth lies adream.
Long have the dumb years passed with va
cant eyes,
Bearing rich gifts for nations throned afar,
Guarding thy soul inyiolate as a star,
Leaving thee safe with God till man grow
wise.
At last one patient heart is born
Fearless of ignorance and scorn.
His strong youth wasteth at thy sealed gate
Kings will not open to the untrod path.
His hope grows sere while all the angels
The prophet bows under the dull worlds
wrath,
Until a woman fair
As morning lilies are
Brings him ieweled key
And 10! a world is Free
Wide swings the portal never touched be-
Strange Turing winds blow from an unseen
shore.
Toward dreams that cannot fail
He bids the three ships sail,
While mans new song or nope rings ont
against the gale.
Over the wide unknown,
Far to the shores OF Ind,
On,through the dark alone,
Like a feather blown by the wind;
Into the west away,
Sped by the breath OF Zoo,
Seeking the clearer day
Where only His feet have trod:
From the past to the future we sail;
We slip from the leash of-kings
Hail, spirit of freedom-hall!
Unfuri thine impalpable wings!
Receive us, protect us, ana Dless
INV knights who brave all for thee.
Though death be thy soft caress,
By that touch shall our souls be free.
Onward and ever on, .,
Till the voice of despair is stilled,
Till the haven of peace is won,
And the purpose Of God fulhlled!
o strange, divine surprise!
Out of the dark man strives TO rise,
And struggles inch by inch with toll anu
tears;
Till, IoI God stoops from his supernal
spheres.
And.bares the glory of his face.
Then darkness feeH 49,
This earth become. ~
Man leaps up to the
We ask a little-all is q sn-
We seek a lamp-Gods u-s n.
30 these who dared to p a.-sl. pale
For an idea temptinet - rs--4 as,
Sought but Caehay. &c ~ faith
prevail