The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1895-05-14

1fsv ~ ief the one hundred and five col
onists settled at jamestown virginia,
aud though the waters have encroached
upon the land. We can stiil stand where
tho first Nirginians, the hrst knslshineh
IN America. lodged under the Doughs
OF trees" and where. stretching their
travel-stained tent az a house OF Worship
they. like other seekers for another ca
naan. saw their tabernacle filled with tho
glory Of the Lord.
II TO the patriot and 70 the Christian
this Is the most sacred spot between our
oceans. so is IL 10 the father, mother,
husband, wife. Here the first English
home in America was planted. Here
that unique word home" first brought
rapture TO stout English hearts under the
Western skies. Here, first In the west
true Engllshmen realized the fullness OF
a mothers love. for here the artisan. the
plOughman. and tl,e gentleman" felt
that sympathy that makes the whole
world kin. as they ravenousiy read the
tear-stained letter Of the dear old moth
or far away In the Northern seas.
Uuutterablc are our emotions as We
are gathered here to-day. The Witchery
OF the day is on us. We are lea cap
tive in the gentle bonds Of imagination.
We sight IN the distance the Susan Con-
slant. the GOCdspeed. and the Discovery.
We hear the manly voice OF the father
Of Virginia" At every turn We meet the
modest glance OF the sweet princess OF
the forest. the future mother OF states
men and orators OF Virginia II is day
ever TO be remembered. Let US drink
deep of the pleasures Of imagination.
Let us revel In the realms OF fancy. Let
ms forget the cares. the burdens. and the
ils OF life. and spend these hours with
the muses.. Laborious student. forget
your lexiom and your grammar. Weary
man OF business, charge this DAY 10
Clio and Apollo. Lovely daughters OF
Virginia. look for your sister Pocahon-
tas. follow with her the bounding deer as
airly she fits il through the wildwood.
or sitting with her In sweet gossip. en-
treat her TO tell you Of the latest love
affair Of the Virginia forest.
THE POEM.
Then followed a poem by Charles Wash
ingfon Coleman. the talented librarian Of
William and Mary College. This beautiful
composition was delivered with grace and
enthusiasm, and il is not saying too much
10 state that 10 made a magnificent i'm
preston and stamped him as poetic
genius. with the approval of large
number OF the best minds Of Virginia.
Mr. Coleman was kept constantly en-
gagged in receiving congratulations and
compliments on his superb effort The
poem was as follows:
WESTWARD. no!
A poem for the celebration by the Col
lege Of William and Mary Of the zsth am
niversary Of the Landing OF the English
at Jamestown in Virginia. 18Th May 1875.
OBy Charles Washington ColemaH)
Around the old Worlds struggle and con-
tfuffou
The sea came lcaping in against the
Shore
And some there were, midst effort and
disseEsicn.
Who said the booming valves mes
sage bore.
And some went down upon the sand to
hcarktn,
And felt their souls to keen odson-
turc strung;
Bright daWucd the day no gloom or
doubt might darken,
As ever i'm their ears the promise runs.
"Oh. hear. The old Worlds creed is fall
lacy,
The true grown false through cycles
swiftly sped
Ike wilfm winds IT'S Wild discords are
spread
AthWart the atmosphere. To- I, The sea.
Keep cat mug AT AiiN EAA'l| NtNAA Att'At''.H
OF deep harmonious dissonancei give
We restless wills. the witless ola Is
dead;
Conc seek the New. come to tile West
with me-
CTon and strife and hopes promises brok-
ON,
Clasning and clangor of arms that slay.
But. Listen" they said. Tor the sea
hath spoken,
Listen what essage the sea would say.)
20 We who groan beneath opprossion's
We who contend against The right Of
might;
O true tried hearts; O souls beref Of
sight
Through long mind-darl.ness; o ye men
who feel
Within you leap life's passionate appeal,
Your children children crying for the
light
Beyond the pillows lyeth fair ana white
4 virgin beach 10 kiss your coming keel"
Ger the crash OF Armadas, the wreck of
fotllas.
Clear through the parliaments' wrangles
and stress,
Heard they the song Of the breaking bill
lows.
Felt the worlds destiny westward press.
The warrior knight from the fray with
the foeman.
The priest in his cassock, the courtler
curled.
The clown and the poet the brawny-arm-
ed yeoman-
Stout English hearts all. the great force
Of The world
In the wake Of the sun. with the sweep
of the surgcs.
Eager and onward the true hearts press
cd,
Feeling the force that humanity urges.
Hearing the call and It's high behest.
Here found they a home, those valiant
seamen
Here al last the sails were furled.
And here aha they plant them the flag
OF the frcemen-
The van Of the race that has girdled
the world.
o men of this last time here where ye
stand
The ground is holy BE We firm and
just
For heirs are ye. to that brave hardy
band,
Who crossed a painless sea and west
ward thrust
Bearins the message Of mans destiny.
Here lived they. strove and died. here
sleeps their dust.
For that they wrought then are We
blest and free.
This ground is holy keep ye well the
trust