Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1909-07-15

ALONG the Pilgrim shore,
Grooming to stonc-fenced pastures sweet
with fern
Tales OF the long ago and the far away;
And when to tho hemlock solitudes rA-
turn
The gold-voiced thrushcs and the high
beach woods
Ring with enchantment as the twilight
falls
Among the darkening hills;
and the new moonlight fills
The world with beauty and the soul
with peace
And infinite release;
Is thcro any land that history recalls
bestowed by Gods on mortals anywhere
More goodlv than New England or more
fair?
on such n day three hundred years ago
by toilsomc trails and slow
But with the adventurous spirit all
afIame,
The great dscovercr came.
Finding another Indies than he guess
To reward his daring quest
And fiji the wondcr-volume Of Romance
The sailor of little Brouage the found
OF Of New France
sturdy, sagacious. plain
Samuel de Champain.
on many n river and stream
The paddles of his Abenalsis dip and
CLEAN;
Their slim canoe poles set and flash
In the sun.
Vherc strong white waters run;
ny many portage, many wooded
shore,
They press on to explore
The unknown that leads them ever to
to the west:
And when at dusk their camp is made
Within the dense still shade,
The white shafts of the moonlight
creep
About them while the sleep
ON the earth's fragrant and untroubled
breast.
Then on day upon some granite r!se
They stand In mute surmise,
And wonder. as thcy gaze
on the green wilderness in summer
haze
At new paradise
Cnrolled before their eyes.
What did he seek
This hardy voyager with tho steady
hand.
And the sunburnt check:
Passage to India and the tabled land
SO lonEcd-for and foretold
Where rivers ran with gold
Mans fond far hope of unlaborious
ease
Miraculous wealth and BENEFITS un-
earned.
For which he vainly yearned
He found here no such place.
But In this new world again was face TO
fare
With life's familiar laws and orders
old.
Still to be followed, If we would fill
the mould
OF our ideal.--a manhood that is free
With the souls large and happy
liberty
AS If God said to man.
TRY once again my plan.
Here is n continent all new.
Take It and see once more what thou
canst do.
The happiness which thy stormy heart
desires
NV will fOresees. requires.
on the long road that lies
Across the centuries
To nv perfection dlmlv understood
Seek thou the Almighty good
The everlasting beautiful and true.
Men Of New England, sons OF
pioneers,
And in Your hirthright peers
OF the worlds masters. this is ho!E
soil,
The divine ancestral dust from which
we como,
bringing our dreams cf justice, the
high thought
Of y pure freedom for which our
mothers wrought
In dreamful pride.
And our fathers lived and d's"
With unrelrrh toll.
Even as they w!lled,
We too must toll to build
The Ideal state.
witch shall re strong without bruta!''F
And by It's fine humanity be great
This Is no faryland.
No I7ldorado planned
For our salvation, The law runs iort'
and back,
In2niutallc as the sun on his sioeria
track
Fcnencent and profound;
Only with labor comes ease
only with wisdom comes 10Y
Ava -rcatness comes not without love
This Is Gods garden ground.
Ard wo are the tilers thereof.
a. ~. cron shall be women and men,
AS ever Of DID,
Not q pale city breed
BRED between hunger and greed.
But a new cosmic race,
With the poise Of the world IN us mlen'
The iraffahle soul in it's face,
Remembering the best that has been
And its password, ''The best that car
be-
No Mesopotamian valley, nor Eden age
| is the place. Is the time
| For the birth If the sublime,
| The lovely and the sane
| But the time Is now, and the place Il
here.
| For the life divine.
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