The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1902-01-26

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awaken. Our visions come on the
v WINGS Of the morning. The
-,sr -rrestes with US at the dawning
1.-THE day."
vont., is the age of visions and
.--sms With sweet inland murmur
~. now horn brook sings TO itself to
~. ocean. 1t seems TO see and fore
.gs with the eyes of the sun. 1t does
-ot fear the mountains. for il has
mos AS of eagles; it does not dread
.bl f4r-r+4ching prairies, for il can
r and not be weary. IL means to
.,ss on and not faint So the half
lsrfrulste aspirations of youth are to
re.s the murmur Of river of the
ystsr of life.
Youth is the age of hope and expec-
.,rrv Everything is new to the
.rrtbful traveller. Life is 20 him an
;,r5iscovered country. It's hills are
,',b with possible mines, it's Valleys
,saming with probable harN ests.
Wherever he looks he sees fields which
nav contain hidden treasures He
rrss and moves and has his being
,r5sr the fascinating spell Of the I'M
trorr. Of this unknown ne is an
,r5fgcorraCed prospectOr and explorer.
c,gsr for The next turn Of the road
orl delights to dream of what lies
bsvand his horizon or over the noun
taias
Youth is the age Of desire. longing
and aspiration. We are all born nun
rrv and our hunger increases during
ogr growing years. The wholesale
youth is hungry for the fruit OF the
tree of knowledge and hungIier still
for the fruit of the tree of life His
iongings leap up like tongues of flame
and feed on all they can reach. I'm
like the flame these desires have vital
itv They premonish him of growth
rather than of decay, Of blossoms of
fruit rather than Of dust and ashes.
sucn life is eager and incomplete. fun
Of the spirit Of Lowelrs gospel OF
June:
Whether we look Or whether we listen.
We hear life murmur or see il glisten,
Every ciod feels the stir of might,
An instinct within ii that reaches and
And cropping blindly above it for light
Climbs TO soul in the grass and the
flowers
Everything is upward striving.
Tis as easy now for hearts to be true
As for grass to be green or skies to be
blue:
IT'S the natural way Of living.
It is said that a poet has died young
r. the heart of the most stolid: this is
but another way Of saying that youth
Is one Of Gods gifts 10 the imagination.
The butterfly comes before the grub,
The wings IF the soul fiutter before the
child gets his feet on the solid ground
Youth Spurns The limitations of reason
Cliff me today up TO the sky, and
revels i'm the painless fields OF fancy.
His little world is to him q blooming
mystery. OF course il is narrowly
fenced, but youth has its own ways of
getting over fence; so he makes ex-
CursiOnS on the roads which lead out
into the infinite.
For boys will is the winds will,
And the thoughts of youth are long,
long thoughts" -Longfellow.
As We get older we know too much.
We take on freight and take in sail.
We waddle like 0vergrown Dodos. too
big 10 use our wings. We cultivate
reason az the expense of instinct and
Intuition. We think we know when we
don't know, and distrust intimatiOns
which contain true wisdom. Some lines
by Emily Dickinson suggest the kind
Of wisdom which comes to chartless
inexperienced youth:
'I never saw the moor,
never saw the sea.
Yet ] know how the heather looks
Ind what a wave must be.
I never spoke with God
Nor visited in heaven,
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the chart were given.
This youthful pilgrim is. moreover
determined to arrive. For youth is
the season Of pregnant purpose: "Preg-
nant with best consequence, teemine
With grand result, loaded with fate
This is al least true for the youthful
beginner. Tor he takes himself and hi,
purposes seriously. Like the youne
Faracelsus he can say:
And I am young, my Festus. happy ant
can devote myself: I have life
10 give. !. singled out for this, the One.
And he has a life to give. Not the
oIess OF the cask. but it's full fiowine
VINE no mere heap Of exhausted Stag
1l, untouched bins of gold bea ring. ore
fsiore him lie the resources of tlT'
} Untouched golden years; he has a life
to devote.
Most men, even the cynical, bewai
''@t+t VI SuCO youth.
mere are gains for all our losses.
p..'e are halms Tor all our pain:
1l WAen youth, the dream. departs
'Snss something from our hearts,
ana VIII never come again.
we are stronger and are better,
S,jl I1- lnanhood's sterner reign;
81 we -eel that something sweet
moved youth, with flying feet,
anu VIA never come again.
l7lAinE beautiful is vanished,
VN we sigh for II IN vain:
~, .eh0ld IL everywhere,
,1e earth and in the air,
''1 il never comes again.
anthology, p. 129)
oulh is the age of quick affection
.'- easy admiration. Our hearts ar
-. we make friends easily; we pa
.Lt 10 our ideals; We make love [
rLH images. Goethe meets his Gret
1-' Dante his Beatrice, Petrarch hi
1Ta burns his Highland Mary
cover we look up az naturally a
FlTginla Creeper climbs. We ar
1l-.sl hither and thither by our ad
1lD's. If, as Gladstone declare:
zofatlIE for admiration is a mark c
-ol1eSS. every wholesome youth cal
ID his heart signs Of such great
80 de IS sure to look up to some
t-"7 or some one. There is inspira
N id so lifting the eyes to the hill.
,., aamlration which lifts the eve
> The heart. We become like tina
nMch we loo'- Up to. As we folio
L 5 heroes w, catch their spirit. A
~ 20 dreaming longing, admirin.
Ilaeht affectionate. hopeful, far see
g purpOseful youth,
S5aa happy crew. my heart with YOU,
>-"S and sails ami sings anew.
freed 255.)
N ana vet whatever others see,
-'e earth is fresh to YOU and me.
A"oW the reverse sioe of this pi,
as painted ny kindly bat disilll