Hesperian student / (Lincoln [Neb.]) 1872-1885, March 01, 1879, Image 1
THE HESPERIAN STUDENT. Qui nun l'roflclt, Deficit. VOL. VIII. MARCH, 1879. NO. s nioi'Girr. O Thought, sublime and grand! Iudcx su preme Of power ill vini;! Whether written with pen of steel Upon the flowing page, or with the burning point Of eloquence upon the minds anil heart Of men. Whether read in hooks of humnu art. Or God's great hook of nature. Whether seen In the rocks That rear their craggy peaks so far above The storm-cloud's reach, or in the whirling storm That rides upon the wind and wildly sweeps, As a destroyingaugel, o'er laud and sea. Or in the sunlight that silently streams from dow n The azure sky, painting in snowy white The lily's cheek, and touching with ruddy line The rose's Up. Whcrexer written, seen, and read, Thou art hut a single revelation, grand, Or power, omnipotent, divine. And where. O Thought, was thy first dwelling place? And when Too didst thou first exist? Thy rule is from Jttcrntty unto eternity. Thy realm, the great broad Universe of God. Hut in the mind and heart of man thou didst A beginning have. When first he breathed the breath Of lire, when llrst the current, red, began To flow and heart to throb.thcn thou didst enter And there take thy seat. O what n power, then, To man was given! Power alone by which lie claims, child or Omnipotence to be, And use or which, his greatest pleasure forms. Power alone which raiseB man above The brute, and crowns him sovereign of the world. Ily which lie lollows nature in wanderings Remote, ami searches out her mysteries Most hidden. By which man links to known, unknown, And whoso each achievement is but the key wherewith To unlock the door to greater mysteries; And to open the way to nature's grander fields. Ily which man chained the thunderbolts or hea ven, And trained them well his niesscugejs to be. O Thought! forever monarch, while at same Time servant of tho world, and at whose feet Truth cast her richest treasures, and 'fore whom, In humblest adoration bows the world Of man. Orttimes thy palace, a lowly cot. Or e'en a prison cell, the humblest mind In all the land, thy throne, hut yet how grand Thy rule. How strange the transformation or Thy hand! The tyrants of the world have trem bled In thy presence, and watched with Jealous care, Thy every movement. With anxious Tears did tliey chain Await the time when thou shouldst burst the Uy which they had bound thee.and be free agalu. Oa and eagerly did they seek to thwart thou Thy might, to encroach upon thy freedom. Ilut Art free, O Thought, and this the laud of thy Free birth. And from tills home of liberty, This laud of freedom, thou shal t soar aloft With heaven-aspiriiig wings and uudazzlcd eye, Mid the very glare or Truth's meridian sun. AMXTEl'lt. mMm