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From The Dead Master'

To the last hour of his long, honored life,
He never faltered in his love of Nature.
Recluse with men, her dear society,
Welcome at all times, savored of content,
Brightened his happy moments, and consoled
His hours of gloom.
Go where he would, he was not solitary,
Flowers nodded gayly to him, wayside brooks
Slipped by him laughingly, while the emulous birds
Showered lyric raptures that provoked his own.
The winds were his companions on the hills-
The clouds and thunders—and the glorious Sun,
Whose bright beneficence sustains the world,
A visible symbol of the Omnipotent,
Whom not to worship were to be more blind
Than those of old who worshiped stocks and stones.

Who loves and lives with Nature tolerates
Baseness in nothing; high and solemn thoughts
Are his, clean deeds and honorable life.
If he be poet, as our Master was,
His song will be a mighty argument,
Heroic in its structure to support
The weight of the world forever! All great things
Are native to it, as the Sun to Heaven.
Such was thy song, O Master! and such fame
As only the kings of thought receive, is thine;
Be happy with it in thy larger life
Where Time is not, and the sad word—Faxwell!

RICHARD HENRY STODDARD

Publishers : Charles Soribner's Sons, New York

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" BLESSINGS be with them, and eternal praise,

Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares,

The Poets! who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays !”

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VITAL VERSE OF THE NEW ERA

Poet's Preface to
THE LIBRARY OF POETRY AND SONG

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Go, little wonder-song,

Into the world of men!
Fill every heart with joy the whole year long,

And then come back again.

Ring over all the world,

In country, town and mart;
Inspire each soul that now is downward hurled,

To rise and do his part.

Encourage those who fall

On battlefields of life
To rise again, at Duty's bugle-call,
And conquer in the strife:

WILLIAM JAMES PRICE.

From Interludes, Baltimore.

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