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CONTENTS Thought, ------ 7 Yachting Song, ----- 10 Prayer, ------- 13 Woman ------- 15 A World's Supreme Court, - - 18 A Summer Day, - - . - - 22 To Ellen Terry, - - - - 25 The Mute, .-..-- 26 Vesper Bells, ----- 29 The Evicted Tenant, - - - - 32 A Mere Bagatelle, - - - - 34 Patience, - - - - - - - 36 Lincoln, ------- 38 Song of the Soul, - - - - - 40 A Dream, ------ 43 The Trinity, ------ 45 The ^^sthetic Gospel, - - - 46 THOUGHT Great Master of our subtle dreams, and will, Whose being fills each part and particle Of this fierce-spinning ball of ours, that speeds ■^'' Ready to be ravished by a wanton bee ; Round generous bosom, rising and falling oft Like storm-lashed waves of an imprisoned lake. Thy skin a dazzling white, like the smooth soft Flush of newly-polished ivory ; albeit, In passion strong, yet held in constant check. Like blooded hound, awaiting master's hand To break the leash and follow Nature's longings. Thy limbs tapering and straight as church's spires; While in thy warm embrace a mother's love Invites both saint and sinner. Arched and true As key-stoned wall thy foot supports aloft A structure proud. Possessed of heart that would Expand and leap if sympathy called twice. Thy voice as musical and low As murmurs of a pebbled stream; 16 :i:^ Thy mind, I wot not, is by instinct given To know and wisdom feel, yet cannot prove; Knowing that often when the mind says Nay, ■B The heart yields Yea, and Understanding thus Is baffled and outwitted, and thy being Seems but a fret-work of delicious inconsistencies. 17 A WORLD'S SUPPEME COUPT '' Now, forever farewell The tranquil mind! farewell content! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue! O, farewell! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing hfe. The royal banner, and all quality. Pride, pomp and circumstance of glorious war! And, O you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell! Othello's occupation's gone." — Othello's Soliloquy. Wars should cease, and Othello's oc- cupation be stilled forever b\^ the English- speaking nations. They alone should become the judiciary and police power of the world, by establishing a Supreme Court for the world. For they are the most advanced na- tions, in morals as well as in commerce, literature, and science; and the equals of any in art. For settling their differences by arbitration, and for mutual defence against all foes, the\' should establish a perpetual league of all-English speakers, and try to estab- lish a final Court of Decision, composed of their own race exclusiveh', its members acting as arbitrators among themselves, and also between other nations of the world, 18 if requested, on any complicated questions that may arise; especially on those pertaining, or likely to lead, to war; and, if necessary, to use force. How could tlie}^ accomplish this? By nations that speak the English language forming a compact, choosing at any of the general elections one dele- gate to every five million inhabitants of Anglo-Saxon descent, or smaller ratio if desired. This would give to the United States about thirteen delegates, and to England and her colonies about twelve; they to be represented, not collectivelv, but individualh', because, at some time, violent disputes must occur between themselves. These delegates should meet at some point nearly ecjui- distant between America and Australia, No member of the court should be under thirty years of age, — this to secure the calm deliberation of mature years and of ripe experience, — and, so far as possible, be unbiased by political ambition, love of notoriety, or greed of gain. 19 upon assembling, they should select from their number a President and Vice-President, and adopt such rules and a Constitution as embody the salient points and methods of procedure that appear best. A Supreme Court so constituted, should act upon all questions of an international character, and especially on those pertaining to war, protesting against the abuse of power by the strong; protecting the weak ; and forcing all nations to listen to the voice of humanitj^ and peace. If a war be threatened between two powers, the Court should assemble and decide which is in the wrong, by depositing secret ballots. These ballots, in accordance with their several conclu- sions, should be sealed in the presence of a committee chosen by the Court, no member of the Court knowing how another member has voted. The committee should not open the ballots until hostilities have actually begun. Then the nation adjudged right, should be assisted— if assistance be required— by a combined English-speaking army, the relative quotas to be drawn from each nation representing the Court. The defraying of necessary expenses, and the reimburse- ment of losses suffered, should be passed upon and approved by the Court at a later period. Hence, the physical and moral influence brought to bear upon any ruler contemplating war would be so great, he would not dare to take the risk ; while the whole world would morally sustain the combined armies in their effort to force an early peace. 20 Can the world conceive of a more noble sight than a body of honest, brilliant, well-intentioned men assembled to act as mediators, the olive branch their crest, bent upon preserving good-will to all nations ? And do we not owe to old England, our mother country, a coalition that — on account of circumscribed limits and the gigantic strides of other nations with wider area for expansion — she needs, our strong protecting arm and national assistance? Take, for instance, Russia, the huge octopus, stretching out her steel tentacles to the uttermost parts of the earth, absorbing and trying to assimilate all nationalities coming within her grasp ; suppose she should throw herself upon England, draining her life-blood, and, in the serpentine folds of ignorance and corruption, crush her noblest inspirations? Would it not then be our duty to England, to ourselves, to humanity, to do all in our power to prevent so great a catastrophe? With all her faults, the country to whom we owe our existence yet commands our reverence. She it is that has longest been solving the problems of humanity ; is still in the advance of civilization. 21 Wide, bounteous field of boundless green, Far-stretching toward the southern sky, Where white rift-clouds are deeph^ piled In noble grandeur, till the^^ seem By nature forced and rounded out To beautA^ ; then laid defth^ on, A ground of gentle azure blue. Daintiest of all the rainbow-hues. Adown the distance dream-eyed oxen mark 22 Their rutted path with silver foam down-dropped, Crush tender grass and blossoms 'neath their feet, And sweetly scent the balmy summer air As on thev draw their load of winter breath. ^^^S^" A slender, silver-throated brook speaks love To birds and flowers along its shaded banks; While bending skies toss down their sweetest smiles, And tune m_v soul to better thoughts, working In me harmonious sympathy. The robin Pipes his notes to splendid song, then shakes his Jaunt\^ head in impish glee ; a cricket too Would ape the robin's merr^- note, while I, A lazy speck of life, outstretched to make A landscape, gaze dreaminglv, and hear The unseen millions of the insect-world Whir low, or hum primeval harmonies; 23 Or the cicada's note, strident, yet lulling. Thus floats my raptured soul upon a sea Of melody, to land of dreams, and days Of youthful love, where wanton winds of scented seas Blow softly ; so my lazy summer day Becomes, at last, a perfumed memory. 24 1 :^^^*»-. , wa^ TO ELLEN TEPRY Spirit of Art voices each word of thine! Yet, could the imprisoned soul speak half it feels And yearns to give, yet craves a half-return. The Omniscient still would whisper in thine ear, "Wait, not vet!" 25 THEnUTE |^>$^>^' ATE wields a sceptre over every soul Born to this world, though prosperous seas may roll, And speed a welcome ; yet the stern decree Goes forth, and man must yield to Destinv. Even the gods that hover over birth — Bright, sparkling Speech and joyous, lightsome Mirth- Are ruled bj' Fate: on earth they also mourn As mortals do when children mute are born. Near each new soul they press to kiss its lips, Fear sways their hopes, lest each her mission miss: Each longs to give her gift to mortal man, But Fate has summoned Silence, to command. 26 He is a Monarch cold and cruel, Who sits in robes of black, to rule His sombre court, — a retinue of still And sullen courtiers. His iron will In chains doth bind the noblest musings Of the mind, crushing the soul that tries to raise Triumphant song its Author's name to praise, And hushes Music when she seeks to throw Her subtle charms — enchanting, soft, and low — Around his midnight world. So, helpless, bound. He struggles with his very life for sound ; Till, goaded, he makes fingers mute, declare "Silence, I thee defy!" With eyes aflare 27 Up-springs the tyrant, silent as his breath, Then writes: " To even whisper here is death ! " Two gods that hover over every birth- Bright, sparkling Speech and joyous, lightsome Mirth- Outspread their wings, And lightly flew Beyond earth's view. 28 l^t^ ^ r Ly i\ LI' Ly W L/ #3 n 'tj*^ ^. Vesper bells are sounding prayer, Pra\^ers of music everywhere, Soft they fall upon the air, Lifting souls from shame and care. Ringing chants,— the spirits pause, Since they speak in Mercy's cause,— God will always hear such prayer, Sinless praise they waft Him there. Voiceless tongues sad cadence swell ; For, on plaintive notes they dwell, Wailing low, in sad refrain. Earnest prayer, nor plead in vain. 29 Loud their joyful notes they raise, Now transcendent song of praise; Back to earth their echoes bring Hopes to which all men maj^ cling. Vesper bells, ring out your prayer. Music's prayer floats everywhere, Vesper bells, I love your prayer, Music's pra3'er lulls every care. 30 ! / 31 THE EVICTED TENANT Up the green lane, past the noise-crowded street I saw a young lass with face fair and sweet, Soft red cheeks, and a short chubby nose, Under her petticoat, five little toes. With a smile I stole a fresh rosy kiss, Then whispered to her, "Pray, tell how is this, You hide with such care that fair snowy rose, While out on the ground are five bare toes." 32 ' D'voii see the cottage just over the way ? There Pleasure and I've passed many a day, When I planted that bush of pure snowy rose There was no peeping out of my five naked toes. But Mammy got sick, and our old cow died; Then Daddy took drink his sorrow to hide. From the landlord cruel I stole this rose, — He didn't see it, you know, nor my five bare toes. And now we are going to leave to-day ; And Janet has no shoes, so she wears mine away^ I came here to look at my last lovely rose. And that's why you see my five naked toes." She burst into tears, which fell thick and fast And over the wind-made fringe trickled past, And washing her feet, as white as the rose. Like so many gems seemed her five bare toes. 38 A yWERE BAGATELLE H, Comtesse, if I knew — if I but dared believe." " Be quiet, mon cher, he is yet here" —glancing furtively at the silken portieres that divides her 1- apartments from those of her lord and master. A tread as of retreating footsteps, a heavy door rever- berating throughout the house, and the two peer through the casement at a tall figure going hastiW down the street. "And now let us resume our little talk, do you say?" and her expression quickly changes, while from the corners of her almond-shaped eyes she darts a world of sentiment. It is not lost on Alphonse Mercier. Have any looks those eyes j-et thrown, failed to make his heart leap? Her love is to be his reward. Have not glances, tones, smiles forgetfulness of others — all proclaimed it ? For she is unhappy, this beautiful young comtesse. Wedded while but a child, to one wlioll\^ incompatible, what wonder the heart has just opened to his protesta- tions of love. "They are treacherous, those de Granvilles," said a friend to him one da^^ "Madame la Comtesse is truly one of them. She has counted her victims — yes, bj^ the dozen." "That may be," responded the lover; "can any beauti- ful woman fail to attract ? If the silly moths will ^y about the flame, wh3', who can pity them ? " 34 ".4/7, hien, we must all learn; 3-011, too, are not to be left out." And the tender looks and words are resumed. No one informs the count. "He has e\^es and ears," say his friends. And he uses them, too, and interrupts a thrilling love scene that very evening: ''Canaille, meet me there!" and he throws a card in the lover's face. "For thee, love; then to be one forever," she reads that night, in a hurriedly-written note thrust into her hands by her maid while combing the waves of yellow hair. The white hand trembles slightly as she leans forward and toys with the jeweled rings on the dressing table. " Not so hard, Marie ; I have a most tender head ; you must think it is made of wood" — her pettish protest per- mitting the uneasiness she is endeavoring to hide. The morning dawns with a blush and a smile, a roseate shaft of light striking aslant the 3^ellow jalousies of my lady's chamber. As she sits in a ciel-blue neglige, fingering absently some scented missives just handed her, monsieur le compte steps in : "Morning papers, love I Maybe something of interest to you." And he stands before her dressing mirror, strok- ing his mustache, glancing stealthily all the while at the image reading a marked column. "Thirteen, an odd number," thinks she, motionless for a moment. She then throws aside the journal with a vawn. PATIENCf: God teaches me to wait ; B^^ every opening flower and budding tree; Slow haste develops best hu- manitj'. God teaches me to wait; When I would haste and swiftly run the road, Where others slowly toil be- neath their load. God teaches me to wait ; When on the grim old solid rocks I see, The countless ages past,— still more to be. God teaches me to wait; In the small acorn that, w4th sun and breeze And slow, slow growth, is King among the trees. 36 God teaches me to wait ; When things seem evil they are often good : By^me the fruit, not bnd, is understood. God teaches me to wait, If in Life's lessons patience I will heed : They are so plain "that he who runs may read." .^Ciii^tV -y^ A gentle, noble soul ! The outer world Of spirits rose when thou didst enter there; A vast array encompassed thee — death snatched The unfinished precepts of a finished life, And sealed them b3' the mad assassin's hand. A weary nation's heart at once was plunged In sorrow, and called aloud for vengeance. 'Twas said that thou didst know Destruction's eye Had marked thee for his pre}-, and that this thought Dimned all thy joys with secret sadness strange. But now a martvr's starry crown rests On thy noble brow, proving to nations all, As v^ell as unto millions 3'et unborn. The love that lives in man for men. So great A ruler filled with good, and with a father's Tenderness, the sun's refulgent radiance Ne'er streamed upon. The sorrow-bearing heart Though weary oft, had but a single thought. The tall form bending with a Nation's woes Upheld a saddened face, where lines ofchastitj^ Spoke truths of thee; whence all men felt that God Had made thee equal to His trust. Quaint humor Often toyed with care; for humor gave thee rest. Sprung from the people, thou wast ever true 38 And watchful of their needs. This gave repose. Thy logic seemed Divine, and so made sophistrv Droop and withdraw; thy reason, all thine own, O'ercame diplomacy'; th\^ wisdom rare Baffled the wisest utterance of the sage; And, linked to truth, thy words like arrows sped Unto their mark, and, piercing, swiftly brought Dissension to thine enemies. Thine oath Was registered in heaven; thus thy laws. On justice founded, always were supreme. Benevolence, large-hearted, with a broad And tender charity, "planted not knov^^ingly A thorn in any bosom ;" so that what Men call great and good was truly thine, and makes All other greatness little by comparison. Where faults were known, they dimmed b^- human helplessness. What diplomats call policy, or by One lie but seek to prove another's true. Was to thee inconceivable, apart; While weak, compared tc) "men of blood and iron," — Now miscalled "strong," — thy blood swept from the land The spectre Slavery, and fetters clank No more, and thus make mockery to heaven Of hiiman liberty chained like a dog. Thy modesty outweighed thy dignity. And dignit\' \nelded its poise and grace; But heaven gave to thee such noble gifts As caused two worlds to kiss the footstool Of thy grand nobility and gather At thy shrine, made from "Malice toward none And charitv to all mankind." ^o^q op T^E 301JL T HE day was dull, and gray, and stills- Had a touch of gloom and a vicious will ; The cold came on with a fog and a mist And a shiver and chill none could resist; The wnnd not raw — vet a velvet touch has a tiger's claw. Out in the cold, in the fog and the wet, A gray-haired man piped a clarionet; Weird and battered, the man and the reeds,— Parcel and part of each other's needs: Forlorn in the air went his quavering notes. 40 Mist gathered in drops, and fell like rain. With the quavering notes in his sad refrain ; This old man's music — strange to tell, This song without words — bound all with a spell Was it the song unsung of which the poets sing? His soul piped out with an earnest zest An opera-air, "I have sighed to rest," So sad, so true, with such longing strain. All eyes were wet ; and the mist and rain Kept pattering time with his heart-beats' rhyme. His soul was tossed with the strain of life; He played alone, midst its fiercest strife; No home, no love, when he lay at night. And the fog and the rain would come in spite 'Tween the love he had lost long, long before. On a new-found air he he would often start ; But his reed refused to do its part ; And play as he would, no other refrain But the old fond one stole in again ; Still our hearts and his kept a r^^thmic time. 41 He played long and sweet, yet he never knew The tunes were not changed, though he thought each new While piping his reed for pittance and gain ; It was the old sweet longing and sad refrain "I have sighed to rest." Give rest, God, who can ! — 'Twas the soul that was playing, and not the man. 42 DREAM o Last night I dreamed I died, But better far such death than life; For I had died for thee, yet, dying. Kissed the hand that sent me to the strife. For life without a ho]ie of thee Is not a life, but rather living death, And linking life to death— as were no hope- Is hell,— perish the thought ere it has breath ! 43 M^ Three persons one. One person three Thrice holy One. Thrice holy three. One Faith, One Hope, All Charity. n3Xi THE AESTHETIC GOSPEL A Glimpse of Its Metaphysics. HE following colloquy occurred between the returned Mahatma of a distinguished modern philosopher and one of earth's sceptic scribes, — an ordinar\^ mortal. Said the scribe: "And you say that the ineffable influences are now centreing upon one of America's favored sons, and that he will proclaim, with fervor, the coupled doctrines of 'sweetness and light' and of form and color?" "Yes. And the aesthetic metaphysics that will emanate from his virile personality will be fused into a concrete activit3^ that will disarm and persuade many that once were sneering, sceptical mortality." " His name? " "No matter." "Do you believe that the ideas and views of ^estheticism will, when fully explained in lectures and pamphlets, create in New York and elsewhere in America a school of your peculiar philosophj'- ? " 46 "Yes. But of course that depends largely upon the receptivity of the Americans, and their desire to understand the high principles of our unwritten philosophy." "I scarcely understand your answer. Do you mean that you have no particular laws or tenets of your philosophy ?" "Not at all. On the contrary, we have a positive, special, independent metaphysical science; but the mind of the average Philistine Briton is incapable of understanding it; consequently we have never published it: we transmit it orally to the members of our society. But inasmuch as the American people have welcomed all advanced ideas on religion, art, philosophy, and astheticism, I am ready to answer any question pertaining to our cult." "Suppose you give me a few condensed ideas of your subject, so that I may, somewhat, prepare the minds of the people, and, as it were, feel the pulse of public sentiment." "I shall be glad to. And I shall try to give you an outline of our metaphysical science, as we believe it our duty and mission to the world to have it study the creation of the beautiful, its relation to color, tones, light, shadows, and to attain perfect harmony by exquisite blendings, so that man may have a higher and nobler estimate of what is beautiful and true both in nature and in art. "In the tirst place, we believe that there is no actual difference between the world of matter and of space, because matter is a part of space; that God has made Himself manifest •47 to us through what we call Form ; or, in other words, matter is space with Form; Space is matter without Form. " Form is the manifestation of God to us. Therefore, Form is the essence of all matter, or God. "Won't you please mention, in detail, what are the essentials of thought and act that we should aim at, so as to bring us this rarefied vision, this intimate touch and ap- preciation of the aesthetic philos- ophy?" *'Now^, our views on this subject are: the nearer we ap- proach the beau- tiful and graceful in the form of things, the more God-like it is, and consequently, the more perfect the pleasure it gives. When the creative hand of man has built or moulded a beautiful thing, the part of his mind that created it becomes its soul ; but when it is destroved, its form or beauty has gone, just as jwhen a man dies, his form has left ns. So in poetry; the more beautiful its creation, the more enjoyable; and as I must bring my revelation to a close, I will give you one of my unpublished poems, which partly illustrates my views on the longing of the soul for the beautiful and unattainable: "Our soul is like a kite, That soars with ease toward heavenly height. 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