The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1911-09-17

less pressure of the waves that run
place in which we find ourselves. I'm
der material civilization like this un-
der which we live. there can be no pa
triotism of the heroic kind, no faith,
no beauty. But a new day is about to
dawn for humanity. Poetry and faith
and devotion are to spring again out of
the seeds which lie sleeping in the
heart of mani" Listen:
I'VE are not as we were. There is no
aspect
OF all things. no pulse of heart of
No whisperings Of Truths grave music
To the inner ear, unaltered or unglo-
rifiedi
The more being of life is like
A breathless sense Of soaring wings
Loosed in the spirits boundless atmos-
phere!
We are not as we werel Our feet have
ranged
The SUBMITS of imperishable hoursl
Life is a lordlier hope, and we
estranged
In secret and at heart from all control
Walk in the wide new futures of the
soul
Charged as with incommensurable
powersi"
Which is the song Of George Cabot
Lodge.
Each man is as beautiful and noble
and dignified and lordly as he thinks
he is-as he can think he isl for the
glory Of each human soul transcends
the power of the human intellect to
comprehend that glory. / will put it
this way-the destruction of a human
individuality by vice is tragedy more
poignant and sad than the fall Of
Rome and who can comprehend the
sadness of the fall of Rome? Stand
with me by the grave OF Keats-is not
the death Of Keats more tragical than
the decline of Assyria2
The greatest war in the Universe is
the war between the Beautiful Ideal on
the one hand and the material COM
monplace on the other; the struggle
between the Don Quixotes and the
Sancho Panzas; between life and
death; between good and evil; between
matter and spirit; between Heaven
and hell; between God and Lucifer;
all of course. names for the same
struggle. Now in the legislature was
trying to pitch the heart of Bruce over
into the press of Arabs and fight to it.
Half sub consciously I felt that If
could just get space! space! space! to
sing my Celeste Aida" without inter
ruption, a hill would rise eastward in
stones on the enemy. the materialists.
But I could not create the space in
just sixty daysl Not once did I find
myself able to abandon myself to my
grand opera delivery! Just as I
cleared my throat Tom West, or Ward.
or someone would rise and say, Aide
is pronounced Ida" which would ruin
my speech, as DR.. Daugherty once
ruined the speech of Senator Daniel,
who was then in the house of repre-
sentatives.
Daughertyl Now I have mentioned
the Jupiter of the housed What a
man! The most powerful debater, GER
tainly, there! How / love that old
mani Did you ever have an aristocrat
treat you as IL you were an aristocrat?
In this way Mr.. DaugherSy treated me
Dear old genius. Massive and impress
siye old veteran IN the war against
God Battle SCARED antagonist Of the
Ten Commandments! Lonely antago-
mist of Destiny, who goes down scorn-
full against many spearsI" I salute
you'll You spoke TO me OF trip with
you up the Chipola river. I would
rather take a "trip with you, sir. than
a trip down the Mississippi with
Roosevelt. After all, Roosevelt Is only
half, one Of us. hear you are not we'll.
Mr.. Daugherty. Here is my best
wishes for your quick recovery. L was
over in DeLand the other day and
thought of you. Good luck to you, old
friend of our family!