lafrT" TWiwnfnfimrmTriHif 1 1 1 mm n i t-t
l?e Coconino Sun.
FLAGSTAFF, JULY Zl, 1899.
"REMEMBER THE MAINE."
When the vengeance wakes, when the battle
And the ships sweep out to sen;
When the foe Is neared, when the decks are
And the colors floating free:
When the sqadrons meet, when It's licet to
And front to frost w Ith Spain:
From ship to ship, from lip to lip
' f Pass on the quick refrain,
"Kemember.' remember the Maine ."'
When the flag shall sign, Advnnce In line.
Train ships on an even keel";
When the (tuns shall flash and the shot shall
, And bound on the ringing steel:
Vhen the rattling blasts from the armored
Are hurling their deadliest rn!n,
Let their voices loud through tho blinding
Cry cu-rthe,llerve refrain.
"Kemember, remember the Malno,"'
Oud's sky and oca lu that storm .shall be
Fate's' chaos of smoke and tlamc,
Hut across that hell everj shot shall tell.
Not a gun can miss Its aim;
Not a blow shall fall on the irutnbllng mall.
And tho waves that engulf the slain
Shall sweep the decks of the blackened wrecks.
With the thundering, dread refrain,
"ltemember. remember tlio Malno!"
Hubert Hums Wilson, In the New York
O Lord Almighty, thou whoso hands
Despair and victory give;
lu whom, though tyrants tread their lands.
The souls of nations live;
Kemember not the days of shame.
The hands Ith rapine dyed.
The wavering will, the baser aim.
The bruto.haterlal pride;
Kemember, Lord, the years of faith.
The spirits humbly brne.
The strength that died defying do-ith.
The love that loied the slave;
The race that strove to rule thine earth
With equal laws unbought;
Who bore for Truth the pang of birth
And brake the bonds of Thought.
Kemember how, since time began.
Thy dark eternal mind
Through lit cs of men that fear not man
Is light for all mankind.
Thou wilt not turn thy face away
Froin those who work thy will,
But send thy strength on hearts that pray
For strength to serve theo still. '
Henry Newbolt In Christian Work.
THE STORY OF LIFE.
Say, what is life! Tls to be born;
A hapless babe to greet the light
With a sharp wall, as if the morn
Foretold a cloudy moon and night:
To weep, to sleep and weep again.
With sunny smiles between, and then
And then apace the Infant grows
To be a laughing sprightly boy,
Happy despite his little woes.
Were he but conscious of his Joys;
To be, lu short, from two to ten,
A merry, moody child, and then!
And then. In coat end trousers clad.
To learn to say the decalogue.
And break It, an unthinking lad.
With mirth and mischief all agog; . ' '
A truant oft by field and fen
To capture butterflies, and then?
And then Increase In strength and size.
To be. anon, a youth full grown,
A hero In his mother's eyes,
A younng Apollo In his own; "
To imitate the ways of men
In fashionable sins, and then?
And then, at last, at last to be a man;
To fall In love, to won and wed;
With seething brain to scheme and plan.
To gather g.ld, or toll for bread;
To sue for1 fame with tongue or pen
And gain or lose the prize, and then!
And then In gray and wrinkled eld
To mourn tho speed of life's decline;
To praise the scenes his youth beheld
And dwell in memory of lang syne;
To dream awhile with darkened ken.
Then drop Into his grave, and then?
---" -ntrirri i i
xml | txt