Lilies from the Vale of Thought
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iiS^''T//w ^«f,- ;,£>,;>.'. i^ ^/^ .^r. .a^^. Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2011 with funding from The Institute of Museum and Library Services through an Indiana State Library LSTA Grant http://www.archive.org/details/liliesfromvaleofOOinmont LILIES THE VALE OF THOUGHT. CARRIE F. JUDD. ' Your voiceless lips, oh flowers ! are living preachers, Each cup a pulpit, and each leaf a book, Supplying to my fancy numerous teachers. From loneliest nook." BUFFALO: H. H. OTIS, 2SS MAIN STREET. 1878. Entered according to act of Congress, in the year 1878, By CARRIE F. J U D D, In the office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D. C. The Courier Companv. EUctrotypers , Printers and Finders, BUFFALO, N. Y. a '' I ^HE Poems in this little volume were composed after the fourteenth, and before the nineteenth, year of their author. They are offered as they are, with the dew of life's morning fresh upon them. They found their growth in the spring-time of a young, glad heart. Since then a long season— year and more—of physical suffering has shaded with deeper, truer meaning those words and thoughts which seem to partake more of poetic fancy than of experience. They are most lovingly dedicated to my Mother, who has ever endeavored to cultivate aright the soil wherefrom they sprung ; to sow good seed, and, hav- ing sown, to watch with faith, trusting all to Him who " giveth the increase." C. F. J. Buffalo, N. Y., Aprils 1S7S. CONTENTS. LEAVES. Page. Inspiration, 9 Hymn at the Planting of a Centennial Tree, . .12 ^^braham Lincoln, ..... 14 Vox POPULI, ... ... 19 Requiem, ....... 20 Desolation, ....... 22 A Ghost, 24 Song of t^ie Engine, ..... 26 Night, 29 The Carrier's Dream, . -31 Messenger's Address, 35 Lines for Miss E. L.'s Album, ... 38 The Burden of a Heart 40 A Prayer of Prayers, . ,. -43 VI CONTENTS. BUDS. Page. Counting the Rose-buds, .... 49 Penitence, . -52 The Village School, .... 56 Playing Dollies, 60 April-fools' Day, 63 The Floral Kingdom, 69 Winter's Death and Spring's Coronation, 73 BLOSSOMS. Fettered, ....... 79 The Holy Calm, ...... 82 The Sumach Tree, . 84 Morning, . ..... 86 To Miss M. E. E., 88 To Mrs. P. C, 90 Clouds, . 92 Unsatisfied, . 94 Nature's Worship, 97 Autumnal Memories, ..... 99 The Lesson of the Snow, . 103 My Olive Branch, 107 ; INSPIRATION. T NSPIRED by sudden thought the poet sings, -*- And seeks to paint his fair ideal in words The sculptor dreams, and chisels into shape The lifeless marble block, that 'neath his touch Becomes a form divine, that only needs God's living breath to make it glorified. Then art conceives, and brings to noble birth The offspring fair of inspiration's fire ; The canvas speaks in every nation's tongue, And tells a wondrous story to the mind : Then tuneful muses wake their dormant powers. Beneath the mystic holy spark from God, And breathe an ode, a plaintive melody. To rest tired souls and lull to sweet repose. : lO INSPIRATION. Though poets sing in fitting words and fair, The lofty thought can ne'er be brought to earth ; It soars above the highest reach of men, Eludes the panting soul who fain would grasp And e'er retain the flashing fitful guest, But leaves Mnemosyne a shadow faint By which to trace the spirit as it flies. The sculptor carves to realize his dream, And moulds a goddess fair, a work supreme, But hanging darkly o'er his spirit's sight Is human sense, which grossly shuts from view, As clouds obscure the sun, the holy light Which only heaven could give to perfect it. The offspring fair of art with beauty glows, But ne'er can beauty reach conception's height A child of earth the first, the latter born 'Mid angels' thoughts in heaven. A purer gleam ; INSPIRATION. II Illumes the living germ, than e'er is caught By fairest outgrowth borne by human sprout. In vain may angels breathe to mortal men Sweet Eden's strains, soft odes of Paradise, The mind receives but ne'er imparts its truth ; The cord so fine can bind the soul alone. O, Inspiration sweet, great gift of God ! Thou bearest subtle incense 'neath thy wing O, fling to me a breath of truth divine, A fitting sacrifice to burn with faith. On unpolluted altars of the mind. ; ; HYMN OF THE BUFFALO NORMAL SCHOOL GRADUATES AT THE PLANTING OF A CENTENNIAL TREE. UNION grand ! what gifts can loving O souls, Who count thy heart's exultant throbs with pride, Pour out to thee in this thy glory's height, To gain thee greater wealth or power beside To win thee other loves, but none more true, A flag more bright, but not of deeper hue ? We bring the loyal wills to do and dare. Quick hands to raise the wounded when they fall, Some precious seeds to plant in human hearts, A little store of God's unending all : ; ! HYMN. 13 These, watered by our tears, enriched by prayers, Shall grow by grace and recompense our cares. Thy gen'rous loving soil, oh, Freedom's home A covenant shall bear for future years; A mute, yet living tree shall be our pledge, To root in thee, and tower toward brighter spheres Now, in thy warm embrace, thy sacred dust. Receive our seal of faith, preserve our trust. And fitly, like thyself, it e'er shall be A place of soothing rest for peaceful lives Its leafy nooks the birds shall wake with songs, The while its cooling shade the heart revives ; In every tuneful wave of restless bough. It speaks to us of work, and breathes our vow. May ig, 1876. ; ; ABRAHAM LINCOLN* IN MEMORIAM. H ! hail, with rejoicing and honor, the O Hght of that day, Which bore us a sovereign hero the nation to sway A strong, daring soul for our country, to wipe out its stains The rights of his people were holy, he sundered their chains. Through tides of tumultuous discord he held his command. The throbs of that noble heart beating were felt o'er the land. * Written by i-equest for the " Buffalo Lincoln Birthday Asso- ciation," February I2, 1S76. ; ABRAHAM LINCOLN. 15 He planted his foot on enslavement and ground it to dust, He wrested the power from oppressors, left fet- ters to rust Through surges of wild opposition he weathered the storm, And faced with unwavering courage his charge to perform. No chaplets of laurel were needed for crowning his life, Sublimely at last, as he lived it, he finished the strife ; A martyr, indeed, for his country, cartJi s honors were vain ; A crown of the glory immortal his permanent : : l6 ABRAHAM LINCOLN. Though lowly our loftiest homage that name to enshrine, It e'er in the hearts of his people in splendor shall shine. The souls of those destitute freedmen in loyalty hold A monument stronger than granite, more pre- cious than gold ; 'Twas reared on a life of endurance, the work- man was Love ; The warden to guard and preserve it an angel above The key to this glorious structure that dear cherished name, Inscribed with the blood of his death-wound in letters of fame ; ABRAHAM LINCOLN. IJ And storms cannot crumble this pillar or cause it to rust, No changes of time can obscure it, or print it with dust The blocks in this column of glory are cut from the heart, Cemented with grateful affection they never can part. Thus planted on solid foundation, the strength of the years, And hallowed by rare consecration with ago- nized tears. Though lost to the life of the listless, this cen- otaph grand Still looms in its majesty endless, a work of God's hand. ; ; I8 ABRAHAM LINCOLN. Unbound from their fetters, those freedmen shall strike for a goal That pride, which true liberty wakens, ennobles the soul. His mem'ry a help to advancement, a light to their eyes, That race to the height of true manhood shall steadily rise And each lofty deed or attainment achieved by their hand, Shall seek for its first inspiration that name of command. : vox POPULI. GREAT and wondrous voice with awful O power, What gx-ave responsibility is thine ! More potent far, thou art, than cogent king Or mighty despot reigning o'er his realm ; Not only dost thou rule a nation great And cause prosperity or dire distress, But even dost control the minds of men, Who bow their heads in humble servitude, Obey the fickle dictates of thy mood. And fashion even intellect and thought According to thy overruling power Then use in fear and reverential awe Thy wondrous might ; and, ruling, seek To make thy voice forever that of God. ;; REQUIEM. SUNG AT THE DEDICATION OF THE LINCOLN MEMORIAL CASE, APRIL lO, 1876. TT ARK to the symphony swelling the earth, -*- -*- Angels of Heaven proclaiming its birth Breathing with love are the strains as they roll, Freighted with grace of a sanctified soul. Sweet unto sadness those purified tones, Grief that is rapture, and joys that are moans Sighs for the life which has risen above, Joy for the gift of that heaven-sent love. Voices of Nature the triumphing lead. Sounding in echoes the h}'mn of the freed ; ; ; ; REQUIEM. 21 New wake the chorus, ye birdlings of song Sing it, ye streamlets ; the chorus prolong. Tell it, ye zephyrs, in murmurings soft. Whisper it gently, and bear it aloft Catch it ye branches that wave in the air, Tune your wild harping to melody rare. Drawing forth worship at Liberty's shrine, Lifting men's hearts in a fervor divine May your glad tidings to earth never cease, Marvelous anthem of freedom and peace ! : ; DESOLATION.