The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1894-06-29

Stands man upon these shores, refuge and
home
Of Liberty, who fled in sore dismay
Across the seas, escaping lash and chain
The nameless fortunes of the sullen east.
Eons through space and through eternity
The universe sweeps forward ION it's way:
Whence, who shall say? While whittier ut
terly
....[s hid from knowledge as night hides the
Yet all men feel the current of its tide;
We know the push of unseen hands behind.
Mans earliest conscious thought barbaric
tried
With cropping speech a name for this to
And called it God or destiny or fate;
Weighing assurance by the weight of doubt;
Greater in faith because of fear more great;
Believing most what least man might
search out.
Today Doubt, with her sneering, chilling
smile
She who:destroys all faiths with time hath
spared.
AS the weird sphinxs with her entangling
ss..Devoured them whom her ssriddless..had en-
shared;
Doubt, who with her destructive finger
breaks
Each cleaning bubble of fair fancy frail,
And. of it's irridescent beautysmakes
A drop discolored-laugh to scorn the tale
OF other days as fable void and vain.
Onlysone thing remains she may not reach;
One thingwhichsman can neversdoubt though
All other verities the-ages teach.
Conviction. moves us still. What man believes
We reverence, whether we his faith may
share
Or wonder how some vile his faith deceives.
We feel the truth, beyond all aware
That truth lies in sincerity, though shame
And ignorance have bred and folly mean
AS fire is pure although its lambent flame
Feed on heaped foulness, fostering and
obscene.
On this rests all the faith of man in man:
All brotherhood, all knowledge and all
hope.
On this rests love. All human dealing
Nor find the limit of it's gracious scope!
Why is the martyrs name the highest crown
Which man may win. save that it proves
him true
To that which speaks whiting So, up and
The wide, cold earth their influences renew
Courage and faith, till all true men thereat
Are steadfast in their turn, aroused there
Not for the thing win ich they believe, but
They did believe, and dared for this to
diet
What man believes is truth. To this alone
The ages cling. The greedy hand of time
Steals all but this. From origin unknown
To destiny unknown moves man, sublime
In this alone, that he forever dwells,
If so he will, with inmost being lit
By truths clear light divine, which ever
wells,
From the deep glories of the infinite
s ssT- ma Yet, though self-hood be supreme,
5 The lowest deep to which mans soul is led
The man who lives for self alone is dead.
Better st. simeon Stylites, Gagged
Upon hisssnarrow pillar, than the man
With his own petty cares alone engaged.
Not such shall save the land, but they,
whos scan
The broad horizon of humanity,
Asking their very souls what they may do
To help men on and up They are most. free
Who most for others dare to self be true
Speak out by action thy SOULS deep belief;
Amid whatever. night of doubt and grief
Hold high the ever-blazng torch Of truth!
Men of our college, gathered here today,
If this be an hard saying; if l seem
Too much to play the preacher, let the word
Or stand or fall as tito you is true
Today thesland has bitter need of us.