SYMBOLISMS T. CARL WHITMER Class _:H-^ Book_jfolS3- CopyrightN" COPyRlGHT DEPOSIT. SYMBOLISMS T. CARL WHITMER BOSTON RICHARD G. BADGER THE GORHAM PRESS 1909 Copyright 1909 by T. Carl Whitmer All Rights Reserved ^ The Qorham Press, Boston, U. S. Ae GIA2533G4 CONTENTS The Grinding 7 The Earthen 11 Interlude : The Cycle 16 The Mother 18 World Rest 20 The Darkening 22 SYMBOLISMS THE GRINDING "two women shall be grinding at the mill; the one shall be taken and the OTHER left". Two women — middle aged — in Eastern costume. Both are grinding at mills. They speak : ONE. I love. THE OTHER. I hate. ONE. We grind And grind THE OTHER. Early and late. ONE. I love; you hate. THE OTHER. Yet we grind And grind Both alike. And Both wait. ONE. Yet we grind And grind Although I love. I love; You hate. I see now In the clouds (pointing) A little spot. THE OTHER. (Looks below toward the sea.) ONE. (Eagerly) There Is a greater spot In the clouds; It Is as a mighty hand! THE OTHER. ( Calmly ) I look to the sea. Nothing Is there but A foam! ONE. I see God! THE OTHER. I see nothing; But I hear the wind. 8 ONE. (affrighted) I see God In the cloud ! I see — Him ! ! (listening) I hear Him now ! (eagerly) THE OTHER. I hear the wind And the foam dash And the waves. And now the bird-scream ! ONE. (quietly) O sweet God! (She disappears) THE OTHER. I hear the wind And the foam-dash And the waves. You (pointing above) loved. I hate. I — am alone. I — wait I I hear the wind And the Waves. 9 (grinding) But I must grind And grind Early and late. I grind And grind. Grind, Grind And Wait!! lO II THE EARTHEN "Then shall two be in the field; the one shall be taken and the other LEFT." THE YOUNGER. (to himself) I love. THE OLDER. (to himself) I hate. THE YOUNGER. {to THE older) We work And work. THE OLDER. ( bitterly ) And wait And — wait. THE YOUNGER. Why do you work? THE OLDER. To keep three lives in Hate! II And you? THE YOUNGER. The day comes sooner. THE OLDER. But night Is softer; Night is sweeter. THE YOUNGER. I long for the day. THE OLDER. (starting his plough) I hate the light I THE YOUNGER. (eagerly) An Angel Is in my furrow. THE OLDER. (with a curse) Rocks and earth — only I THE YOUNGER. The Angel beckons. (spurring on his oxen) Yes, I come. THE OLDER. (He tries to hurry his oxen. Then finding they will move no faster, he says:) They cannot move faster. (stopping them) 12 There ! What do you see? {Running towards THE YOUNGER) Tell me, What do you see? THE YOUNGER. {looking upwards) I cornel Ah ! I knew Thy arms Were gentle. {He disappears. His oxen stand by the fur- row.) THE OLDER. {looking towards the sky) Nothing but a White Cloud! {He goes to the oxen of the younger) Your oxen have seen the Angel. I will look Into their eyes; And I, too, I shall see! And I will yoke Thine to mine And they shall draw together. Early and late 13 Will I work; And— O God- Wait! {He leads the oxen to his own. They plough.) Perhaps I shall see what He saw. There! {His own oxen stumble.) No, it is a rock. {They stumble again.) They draw not well. {He lashes them and gives an oath.) {mutters) Rocks ! Rocks ! {He lashes them again and mut- ters his curses. ) You loved; I hate. I work And work And— I hate the light. I hate the — ( curses ) To keep three lives In — hate ! I work 14 Early and late. Work Work And Wait 1 1 15 Ill INTERLUDE: THE CYCLE A night; Stars and the moon; A wind; A sheet of light ; A dawn; A Day. When the golden haze is last upon the autumn leaf; When the birds upon the boughs, wrapped within that burning color, cease their songs ; When the grinding of labor is done; When the horses of the ploughmen see God ; When the world revolving in inconceivable space disintegrates and becomes new Force ; When mortality is robed in the spaceless, un- crushable immortality; When bodies change into pulses; Then again come i6 A night; Some stars ; A moon; Leaf odor; Gentle winds ; Grayness ; Dawn ; Color ; A flash; Day; The Eternity I- 17 IV THE MOTHER "The children are come to the birth ; and there is not strength to bring FORTH." {A woman lies in a bed. Her husband is in the shadow of a distant corner.^ WOMAN speaks: Come to my side, Dear, And wait; not from yonder. Come (gasps) — to — my — side. Look! (gasps again) Can — yoU' — (pointing upwards) (Her head falls back.) (reviving) I see the child — that I — I see it with God! And now, God reaches out His arms for me. i8 So you beckoned me When you loved me to be near And I came. Shall I not go to Him? I am going away Slowly Slowly- O God, may he not come? Call, Call him ! 19 n WORLD REST *The strong men shall bow them- selves." Two men at the edge of a wood THE ONE talks: Yonder, Majji, is the sun; But it shall not last And the grass on the side of the hill: See ! It is growing brown even now. The sun shall be no more; The moon and stars are near their end; The world is going to its rest. The faint light you see Is the sun's last effort. I hear another song, Majji I It is the voice of a woman. I thought we had heard The last voice. The world is near its end. Soon — (Majji is taken) 20 Majji! Where have you gone? Where the sun's light is? Where the stars are? I am ready, too; I am ready. {eagerly) Majji iiil 21 VI THE DARKENING 'And those that look out of the Near a wood. A man and a woman stand within a latticed window. The sun is ob- scured by a light mist which gradually be- comes thicker and thicker, first brown and then a reddish black, THE WOMAN : {Sings in a low voice. Then a silence. She turns to the man and says:) The sun Is almost gone. No light upon your face, Dear. Ah! one ray is left. Put your arms about me; Draw my head to your breast; We can love but a moment. {They stand in silence) 22 I see a Hand In the darkness of the cloud. It is an Angel's. I Hear a Voice ! (VOICE: I am Gabriel that Stand in the Presence of GOD ! ) It calls you, now, Sari. (Sari disappears) I see the Hand again In the blackness of the cloud. It is beckoning for me. Come, I am ready. Come and take me To my Beloved. Yours arms are gentle. Gentler, Softer, Sweeter than I knew, GOD! 23 One copy del. to Cat. Div. DEC 21 1909 p