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About Washington County news. (Forest Grove, Washington County, Or.) 1903-1911 | View Entire Issue (Aug. 4, 1904)
JM » •- ' W I '* * * ' IJ on. He saw the rending of the limitations men set on endeavor? before earth’s highest They let him lift his eyes from the temple veil (Continued from Second page) dust was laid.” earth and sea, and fill with his argosies Trust your noblest power as you the empty domain of the roaming ers, and give us the power to hear the trust your heart. Do not keep it winds, and give his name to the ages. tones of loved voices over a thousand caged as you would a bird to save you Material victories, the breaking miles of distance; or will you send him only. It pines for freedom and the down of obstructions, the subjugation forth from here? great wilderness where it may spread of the refactory forces of nature, and of Will you wait for some common, un glad wings and build, and sing. Open opposing men by the application of cultivated soldier, some new and elec the gates and let it go. concrete power, is often grand, and trified Rouget De Lisle to tear out of leaves the conquerer with a mount of Here in the dawn of the twentieth our song books the droning hymn century, the young Brazillian, and marble, high-builded to his memory; “ America,*’ with its poverty-stricken others of his line of thought, are palter but there are monuments more en verse, containing not one single ele ing with silk and gas, with the hope of durable than bronze, or stone or gold. ment of poetry, and its air stolen from some day navigating the air; but that Grant saw only his enemy as he England’s “ God Save the King,” to is not the sort of air ship the grand grappled with Lee in the Wilderness, give us instead a noble poem, one imagination of the English Laureate tangled the stars and stripes with the worthy of Freedom’s own domain? A saw more than half a century ago. stars and bars over the reeking works poem grand and glad and strong, as When hesaw “ the nations’ airy navies at the “ bloody angle,” and beat with though earth’s mightiest people went grappling in the central blue” the mangled and human battering ram shouting through the lines, ard it ships were not gas bags to be punct shaken and thrilled by storms of tri ured with a sharpened stick! the gos- against the flaming ridge at Cold umphant music, that brings men to samersilk would have but a short life Harbor. But the prophetic imagination of their feet while faces shrink and when it met the grappling hook! Lincoln went on beyond the fighting whiten with excitement, as the startled When he saw “ the standards of the ines, beyond the tumult of volcanic blood runs backward and puddles about people plunging through the thunder passions, beyond the narrow front where the heart! Will you wait for this, or storm” they waved from ships of steel will you feed and train the emotional and not from helpless bulks of im guidons waved and brave men rushed nature and high creative imagination prisoned gas. Trust me, the high to death; beyond the bugles and ihe of your noblest young mind, and bid imagination of the master poet is a gonfalcons to where the sweet sky was him give to us and to immortality the better guide than the skill and cun smokeless and but a single flag was blowing. Above the roar- of a hundred American Marseillaise? ning of the talented Brazilian. The battles, he heard afar the clank of fall But you ask me, “ How am I to fields of air will soon be the highway ing chains and saw “ black swarms of know whether my imagination is worthy of travel. Half of those who listen to traffic turned to men.” to be trained, and leaned upon as a me today will live to treat it not as a And so in time the grim battle face creator? How am I to tell whether it wonder, but as a commonplace ex cf the great soldier will fade, while the is not all fantasy, and its structures only perience. You will, ere twenty years martyr’s sad and patient eyes will take such stuff as dreams are made of? have passed, be able to sit in the bal hold of the hearts of men as they look Let us see: Last night you were conies of your homes and see lights from the rare canvasses, a thousand alone with your comrade books until flashing in the clouds from whence no years from now. the midnight had long gone by. The thunder comes. You will hear the And so I am justified in my appeal old dear voices gTew in tenderness and strains of music coming from above as to these institutions of learning, to power as your isolation from the the voices of women and children float instructors and to alumni, to do for sounds of life became more complete down to you, and you will hear the future that which the past has done for Their creations of beauty took on a hum of machinery aloft and the whirl us, that our age may not be looked finer color. You saw the secret thread ing of great steel wings as they win back upon as a pampas of tiresome of gold running through the lines now the high, cold air. mediocrity, the only hillocks being the where King David had hidden it so You need not doubt it. It is al crumbling tombs of the buried rich. many thousands of years ago. You heard the song of the Lesbian most accomplished. We have con To the young and brilliant president, Sapho ring from the rosebannered quered the earth and the sea, and now and the earnest and talented members garden walls of Mytelene, and, as the we march to the conquest of the up of this college, I cannot better speak matchless voice grew still, you heard per air. It is a glorious field, and far than in the thrilling lines of Alice Cary, the nightengales in a thousand groves safer than land or sea. The track is as herself of the sweetest voice of all the break into a wild, melodious thunder wide as the circle of the earth, and long roll of nightingales who have there are a thousand levels, one above thrilled this sad earth with melody: of applause. another, for the pssaing ships. No “ Oh workers in the harvest of You rose in a mood of exaltation one can obstruct the track; storms can that seemed enchantment, and went truth, not dash forests across them, nor rains out into the night and looked up at Plant the world’s wilderness with heaven’s holy dome. And all you and melting snows wash them away. wholesome grain; saw and heard was incarnated. The They will need no repair; no curves or Sow the waste places with perennial low wind in the fir tree was the voice deep cuts will hide one rushing load ruth, of Ossian sobbing; and Shakespeare of precious lives from another. In the The labor is not in vain. was the wide and star-sprent arch unobstructed highways of the air the Be brave, be patient, break life’s above you; and Shelly was a lost lark ships will see each other when many stubborn soil, high in heaven, soaring and singing, leagues apart. God’s angel holds you with a stead and Homer was the far-off melancholy But the cramped imagination that fast hand; thunder of the sea. toils with hempen twine, that potters The purple fruitage of your generous And you ask me if that precious en with canvas kites; that builds with toil dowment for which great kings would bamboo slats and strings and wings; Shall glorify the land! barter their royalty can be trusted to that crouches in a wickerwork basket Be brave, be noble, planting among roam at will or should they be kept in under a wobbling gas bag, will never thoms bondage! carry the United States mails over a The future harvest of the nation’s God was not afraid to trust this route from New York to Seattle, nor rights, power when he looked upon chaos and feed a hungry army in the Philippines. For lo! the fiery pillars of the saw what was to be. It is not sacri Some genius will give us the lean moms lege to believe that the vast heart beat steel eagle that will dash through the Rest on the sunken nights!” fast, and the great eyes were dimmed siorm instead of drifting before it. Of these brave young spirits who with the mist of tears, as he saw in a There was a Morse who sent the first launch their Argoes today, let me divine vision the heaven enrolled as a message on threads of flame beneath hope that all do not sail in search of scroll, and deep behind deep, the the sea. There is a Marconi, the wiz the golden fleece nor of the gleaming ancient void gathered its multitudes of ard of the etherial ocean, who has apples of Hesperides. whirling worlds, and blazed with the fashioned a world-wide whisper, and Give us one, if only one, who will splendor of a million suns. He saw the ships are breathing it one to an need no monument, but whose name this sad planet roll its appointed other as they pass in the night, hidden will be upon the lips of ten centuries. course, bearing upon its bosom its from sight by five hundred miles and What need he, or those who love freight of helpless humanity, and heard the gTeat curve of the water world. him, care whether at last he sleep that despairing cry coming back to Have we a young genius whose lofty under a pile of marble domed with Him from the years yet unborn, “ My spirit dares all things? One who is gold, or whether in a shallow, un God! My God! Why hast thou forsaken not afraid of the feeble folk who marked grave, with the grass blowing me!” And yet He could not stay his laughed at Morse and sneered at close to his face, hidden a foot below hand. The creative spirit urged him Field? 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