The Vermont watchman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1883-1911, 1909-12-09
LYRICS OF NEW ENGLAND.
Notable Volume Of Poems by John II.
Flagg, Of New York, Native YER

Among recent publications, one that
should be of particular interest to
! Vermonters, because of it's intrinsic
worth and also because of it's local
historical flavor, is Lyrics of New
England and Other POEMS" by John
H. Flagg of New York, loyal son
Of Vermont, who has won honor in
the law as well in literature. The book
is beautifully printed by the Torch
Press of Cedar Rapids, Iowa, con-
tains 142 pages, and is on sale at the
city, the price being one dollar. The
volume includes "Childhoods Home"
THE Brook lode to Vermont" "a
New England Twilight" THE Testy
Deacon" THE Awakening" Justin
s. Morrill," THE Woods" "The Re-
turn" "The Patriarch Oak" sleep"
"The Monarch" ION a Dew Drop"
lode to a Bullfinch," "A Gentle Maid
en- Do l Know" can Amorette," Cap
tivity," 81 Think of Thee" "A Mem
ory," 1.-THE Sluggard," "Undaunted,"
Across the Street" CLARK and the
Oregon" "Childhood's Dream" will
liam Mckinley" Destiny" "The Old
Year. Gods Horologue," "Dissilu-
sion," "An Epithalamium," Mont
Blanc" Columbia" "To Marjorie, "
THE Alchemist," THE Final Voy-
age"
This is volume that it is pleasure
to own book to be read again and
again, and Vermonters everywhere
may be proud that the lyric gift has
been so generously bestowed upon a
son of the Green Mountain State.
D.. His lode to Vermont" is a beautiful
! tribute to noble State. 1t is in
part as follows:
THE beauty of thy matchless hills
The ravished eye with rapture fills,
While meadows nestle in between
AS if too modest to be seen.
"Thy fruitful fields and fertile plains
Bear fiocks and herds and bounteous
grains;
Where'er the gladdened eye may rest
The husbandman seems doubly blest.
mo trembling slave yet breathed thy
air
And felt his shackles bind him there,
For by thy ancient Bill of Rights
All men stand equal on thy heights.
And for that land, by Heaven car
essed,
Where all are free, and none op-
pressed,
Thank we'll those sires whose master
hand
Built from thy rock and not thy sand.
And guard with more than pious care
, Thy heritage, as trusted heir,
! So that forever here shall be
The mountain home of liberty!'
The poem entitled "Sleep" is one
of the finest ever written on that
theme, and is given herewith:
20 Sleep, whose subtle anodynes
Doth drug the sentries of the soul
To hold an hostage for repose;
That with fresh minted coin doth fill
Exhausted Natures empty purse.
Thou art life's sovereign comforter
That respite brings to drudging toll,
To brooding care, and throbbing grief
There is no pain thou canst not
soothe;
No anguish thou canst not assuage,
Impartial, too, thy boon is given,
For both to peasant and to King,
To those in gladness or despair,
Thou art the equal almoner.
Inconstant as the rainbows here,
And moved by nought save thy cap
rice,
No malediction can coerce.
Nor supplication lure thee on.
But when thy visitation comes,
The sceptred soul abjures it's throne
And kneels vassal at thy feet.
The boisterous pulse of life is Gained [;
The tumult of the world is hushed;
Oblivion throws it's mantle DER
The craven tablets of the brain
And fancy's noiseless loom then
|. WeaveS
From languor's skein of tangled
thread
The wondrous tapestry of dreams"
This is poem that deserves to live
long in literature. The delicate beau
ty of the thought and the graceful
choice of words are most happily com.
bined.
A poem of different type, strong
yet musical withal, is "The Monarch,
from which the following extract is
taken:
Behold! the Monarch, Time am I,
Whom none shall balk, nor dare deny
The Oldest sovereign of the earth
Found me entrenched here at his
birth,
For long ere mortal crown was worn
Or King or potentate was born,
The mandates from my ancien
. throne
Resounded here from zone to zone.