The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1901-05-08
CAPT. ccuRTENAY'S WORK.
An Or giaai Poen on Tim -od Road
by Mr. Henry A Austin, Of
Nsw York, is
Author.

SlQGC, Suu SaiO.
Ladies and Gentlemen: We are here
Assem- bled to dedicate with public c,re:
monies, monument in memory OF
Henry Timrod. The exercises will now
be opened with prayer by the Rev
Bishop Cspsrs, D. D
The soldier priest then made an elo'
ouent prayer.
Contiouing Capt. Ccurtenay said:
M. Mayor: In behslf Of our asso-
ciauou, l thank you for your presence
here, and your participation in oul
proceedings; We desire, also, through
you, to thank the honorable city coun-
c:l for this ideal site, SO freely granted
to receive the memorial!
"Amonp their craven shapes to whom
Thy civi, wreths belong,
OBJ City of his love, make room
Fvr one, whose gift was song.
Fair City by the Sea! upraise
His veil with reyerent hands;
And mingle with thine own the praise
Ard pride of other lands.
Our lips of pra must soon be dumb,
Our grateful eyes be dim;
Oh! brothers of The days TO come,
Take tender charge Of him "
The unveiling roy awaits your
friendly Offices.
Mayer SmYth unveiled the m ,nument
and accepted it in behalf Of the city OF
Charleston.
Eg Mayor Courtsnay, resuming bis
remarks, said: The chief duty Of this
commemorative hour is roW diacharg.
ed-the uuveiling Of the memorial Of
Henry Timrod in its completeness
crowned by the sculptor's srt-faced
with appropriate inscriptions; in its
graceful sigDifoanee as gift from
thousands tf spprscistive admirers,
staods secure on its firm base, cut from
the granite hills Of his native State!
The end not only crowns the work, but
does something more, 1t is the public
recognition Of literature as q felt in.
huence, to be con memorated side BY
side with craftsmanship, scientific in
vention and every other form Of bigh
public service" The occasion is thus
lifted up above the environment Of
personal memories, which inspired it,
and marks rew period in our culture;
it declares in forcsful way that the
poetic literature Of land is the finer
and purer ether above the material ad.
vance and the events of its history. "
We symbol q, too, our intellectual
growth when We dedicate this beautiful
art work to the memory Of Henry I'm
rod!
1T is the poet and the artist who
make beautiful the temple"
An original poem was then pro
uounced BY Mr. Henry Austin, Of New
York, as follows:
Forever fair, forever young,
Leaving her loved Oh mpian hill,
The Goddess of the rhythmic tongue
Visits her chosen Dsil.
Not with q LOUD, tempestuous rush.
Or sudden fash Of golden wings
Descends the highesG Muse; hush
Of balmy calm she brings.
Mysterious as spectral ship
Emerging from spectral mist,
ho 18th r-o,b r-.ifh Sorsl lin
By winds aurorsl kissed,
To him she came-that dreamy boy,
knight errant through the vernal camps,
Where jssmines, in Their virgin JOY,
Relume perfumed clamps"
On him she smiled in many glen
By many wild and weird lagoon,
Where erst the songs o. Marion's men
Rang to the midnight moon.
She gave him of her grace antique
Ofdeeds divine, divinely sung;
She thrilled him with the surge of Greek
And Rome's m.jestic tongue.
Deeply he felt that ancient grace,
That power, which bade the song outro!l,
The song of Helen's fatal face
And Hector's patriot soul.
So deeply-that in after days
To his own Troy, belesguerred long,
Serene amid the battles blaze
He sang clarion song.
His Troy went down, but oe'r the hush
OF the spent storm If blood and tears,
Sweeter than lit of lark or thrush
Up the resounding years.
His lyric music echoing flows,
Each vital note as crystal-clear
As dew of morn upon the rose,
Or PHYS perfect tear.
O Poesy. so quick to thrill
Aud soften cen a foeman's breast,
No compass bounds thy scope and skill
No South, North, Last Or West.
The whole world trembles TO thy charms;
l. chastened by thy mystic spell,
Art rose a victor over arms
When Hermes strung the shell.
Measured by outward shows. alone,
How sad our Poets life would seem
O ershadowed by cause o o'erthroWn-
The chaos of dream
OFT nsrke for g'ieS nd Sc: apart!
Nay, whensoe'rthe Muse is kind,
She makes hey.day of the heart
A May day OF the mind.
Music is eye its OVID reward,
lis own rich recompeuse is Rhyme;
Bright, when the splencor Of the sword
Rusts in the she's of Time.
Thus, now that Carolina calls
No longer on her soldier song;
Aud Peace, with sweet oblivion, fslls
Upon the "festal guns
The lyrist Of her valiant past,
The limner of her radiant land,
Receives his monument, at last,
From Caroina's hand.
The address in honor of the poet was
next delivered by Professor Thos.
della Tore, Of the College Of Charles