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- 0:00Speaker 1: Poesy Speaks by Theodore Harding rand Read for LibriVox dot org.
- 0:07Speaker 1: Buy Nema Poeesy speaks. A body of beauty is mine,
- 0:15Speaker 1: O poet, molder of me, withhold not the breath divine,
- 0:21Speaker 1: the soul of truth that makes free, fair form and
- 0:25Speaker 1: repose for a day. The body of beauty of me
- 0:29Speaker 1: with a pulse, beats of life, all away is well
- 0:33Speaker 1: for beauty in thee. Yet give to me life all aglow.
- 0:38Speaker 1: Not a demon of darkness to blight, but a love
- 0:42Speaker 1: lit soul pure as snow. Beckon me, an angel of light. O.
- 0:48Speaker 1: Body of beauty is mine, O poet, molder of me,
- 0:54Speaker 1: in breathe, with breathings divine or body alone, let it
- 0:58Speaker 1: be and a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 1:09Speaker 2: At Minas Basin by Theodore Harding rand Red for LibriVox
- 1:16Speaker 2: dot org. By Tim Meade in Colorado Springs, Colorado, about
- 1:24Speaker 2: the buried feet of blumidin red breasted sphinx with crown
- 1:31Speaker 2: of gray and green. The tides of menace rurl their
- 1:36Speaker 2: veiled queen fleet oared from far by galleys of the sun.
- 1:43Speaker 2: The tidal breeze blows its divinest gale. The blue air
- 1:48Speaker 2: winks with life like beaded wine, storied of gluscap of evangeline,
- 1:57Speaker 2: each to the setting sun. The sea did sail, opulent
- 2:03Speaker 2: day has poured its living gold till all the west
- 2:08Speaker 2: is belt with crimson bars. Now darkness lights its silver
- 2:14Speaker 2: moon and stars. The festal beauty of the rural new old,
- 2:24Speaker 2: facing the dawn in vigil that ne'er sleeps the sphinx,
- 2:31Speaker 2: the secret of the basin keeps. End of poem. This
- 2:39Speaker 2: recording is in the public domain.
- 2:50Speaker 1: The rain Cloud by Theodore Harding Rand read for LibriVox
- 2:55Speaker 1: dot org by NEMA. The rain cloud, swift changed to
- 3:03Speaker 1: storm tones, is the golden air and shut the heavens
- 3:07Speaker 1: with a descending veil of cloud. Here warm and brown,
- 3:12Speaker 1: there cold and pale. White veined with sudden fire, and
- 3:16Speaker 1: red with glare. Now falls the twisted rain, like unbound
- 3:22Speaker 1: hair dusking the wooded hills and mountain trail, now marshaled
- 3:28Speaker 1: by the trumpets of the gale, sweeps wide with level
- 3:32Speaker 1: lances to their blare. O rain cloud, minister of cooling
- 3:37Speaker 1: dew to waiting harvests, sheathed to mystery, bearer of blessed balms.
- 3:43Speaker 1: For fevered ills, Thy rending veil breaks on the holiest blue,
- 3:49Speaker 1: all quick and palpitant as angels see, and God's smile
- 3:54Speaker 1: falls upon the breathing hills. And a poem. This recording
- 4:01Speaker 1: is in the public domain. The Rose by Theodore harding
- 4:11Speaker 1: Rand red for LibriVox dot org by Nemo. The Rose
- 4:19Speaker 1: five petalled splendor set in hillside place, parent of Queenly's sisterhood,
- 4:25Speaker 1: that stir to every garden, wind and swift, confer a
- 4:31Speaker 1: tar to pour from out each precious face, symbol of
- 4:35Speaker 1: secrecy at a Latin race, virtue in blood to York
- 4:40Speaker 1: and Lancaster, Thy tint de pompadour, sweet arts transfer to
- 4:47Speaker 1: Severa and erst rose, noble bore of thy grace to me,
- 4:53Speaker 1: thou art the glow of secret heat that burneth at
- 4:57Speaker 1: the heart of day and night, and riders flush of
- 5:00Speaker 1: beauty without blame. Love's oriole, Where through my eyes discreet
- 5:07Speaker 1: they look far and beyond the outward sight, and unconsumed
- 5:13Speaker 1: see his fiery flame and the poem. This recording is
- 5:19Speaker 1: in the public domain.
- 5:26Speaker 3: A Willow at Grand Prey by Theodore Harding Rand readfourlibrivaux
- 5:34Speaker 3: dot org by Bruska Chuck. The fitful rustle of thy
- 5:40Speaker 3: sea green leaves tells of the homeward tide and free
- 5:46Speaker 3: blown air upturns thy gleaming leafage like a shaer, a
- 5:52Speaker 3: silvery foam, thy bosom as it heaves, O peasant tree.
- 5:58Speaker 3: The regal bay doth bear its throbbing breast two ebbs
- 6:03Speaker 3: and floods and grieves, O slender fronds pale as a
- 6:10Speaker 3: moonbeam weaves joy woke your strain that trembles to despair.
- 6:18Speaker 3: Willow of Normandy, say, do the birds of motherland plain
- 6:24Speaker 3: in thy seachan lo or voice of those who brought
- 6:29Speaker 3: thee in the ships to tidal vales of ecady vain words,
- 6:36Speaker 3: grief unassuaged, makes moan that gasparo bore on its flood
- 6:43Speaker 3: the fleet with iron lips and a poem. This recording
- 6:50Speaker 3: is in the public domain. The Bowing Dike by Theodore
- 7:01Speaker 3: Harding rand Red for LibriVox dot Org by Bruskachuk Sea
- 7:09Speaker 3: Widow'd lands more fair than tantramar Winter's green providence. In
- 7:16Speaker 3: July sun the clattering steel till all was over and done,
- 7:23Speaker 3: Flash'd on thy breast from dawn to evening star soon,
- 7:29Speaker 3: herds of sweet breath, kind of sere canard whose eager
- 7:35Speaker 3: hoofs the hasting morn out run sea of lush clover.
- 7:41Speaker 3: Aftermath has won, and golden girdled bees a near and
- 7:47Speaker 3: far lo as the harvest moon comes up the sky,
- 7:53Speaker 3: her shield of argent mellow'd to the rim. The phantom
- 7:58Speaker 3: of the buried te doth flow, and without noise of
- 8:03Speaker 3: wave or sea birds cry fills all thy ancient channels
- 8:10Speaker 3: to the brim thy levels of a thousand years ago
- 8:18Speaker 3: end of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 8:27Speaker 3: Love's Imminence by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot
- 8:34Speaker 3: org by Bruska Chuck. I watch the cloud soft poised
- 8:41Speaker 3: in upper air, and feel a presence bodied in its folds.
- 8:47Speaker 3: The wind in dark and shine, A voice eye holds,
- 8:52Speaker 3: the noontide forest listens to my prayer. The trampling seas
- 8:58Speaker 3: with rumbling chariots, bear significant behests in heats and colds,
- 9:05Speaker 3: urum fire throbs, intents on barren wolds, the crystal globed dewdrops.
- 9:13Speaker 3: Love declare. The silence of the wheeling heavens by night
- 9:19Speaker 3: by day is but the pealing anthem, sweet beyond the
- 9:24Speaker 3: pitch of my dull ears to hear, while veiling shadows
- 9:30Speaker 3: are the excess of light that marks the goings of
- 9:34Speaker 3: his power so near, and hides Love's regal presence on
- 9:42Speaker 3: his seat. End of poem. This recording is in the
- 9:48Speaker 3: public domain.
- 9:55Speaker 2: Mystery by Theodore Harding rand Red for LibriVox dot Org
- 10:01Speaker 2: by Tim Meade in Colorado Springs, Colorado, Oh, veil'd enchantress
- 10:09Speaker 2: of my days and nights that in sweet Wonder's realm
- 10:15Speaker 2: of witchery, too fairer visions ever beckons me thou sleft
- 10:22Speaker 2: the valleys for the rugged heights, A gladsome youth, the
- 10:29Speaker 2: hill of thy delights, winged my lithe spirit to speed
- 10:35Speaker 2: after thee, but now come down close veiled mystery the garrison,
- 10:43Speaker 2: but withers and affrights. I feel thy charm, shy and
- 10:49Speaker 2: elusive one, as in the gleaming springtide of my life,
- 10:54Speaker 2: whose zest was all thy unattain'd pursuit, still flit before
- 11:01Speaker 2: me till the race is run, And when with doubt
- 11:05Speaker 2: the common day is rife thy wonder wand set thick
- 11:10Speaker 2: with flower and fruit. End of poem. This recording is
- 11:18Speaker 2: in the public domain.
- 11:25Speaker 1: The Night Fisher by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox
- 11:31Speaker 1: dot org by NEMA. The night Fisher, gray leechman of
- 11:38Speaker 1: sundown and dawn, who chides with the lone song the ocean,
- 11:42Speaker 1: murmuring trees. I haste with thee at dust to stalk
- 11:46Speaker 1: the seas, where feed the finny flocks of shepherding tides.
- 11:50Speaker 1: Oh wild, the pulses beat as round us, glides the
- 11:54Speaker 1: tidal spirit like a midnight breeze, burdened with moan of
- 11:59Speaker 1: life and death decrees, the deep knight's tideline, pacing with
- 12:04Speaker 1: our strides, more weird than winkings of the ruddy mars,
- 12:10Speaker 1: These flitting gleams and breaths of hell and heaven, searching
- 12:15Speaker 1: the shadowy folds TwixT peace and dread, nor dreamed eye.
- 12:19Speaker 1: Such solemnities did levin life's daily meal and league its
- 12:24Speaker 1: dole of bread, with unseen forces vaster than the stars.
- 12:31Speaker 1: And a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 12:40Speaker 1: A Deep Seashell by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox
- 12:45Speaker 1: dot org by NEMO. A Deep Seashell George V. Dearborn
- 12:54Speaker 1: arrived from out abysmal deep subrine, a regal splendor glows
- 12:58Speaker 1: within thy whorl like pomp of rosy morn and shimmering pearl.
- 13:05Speaker 1: Surely the hand that made thee is divine. Ah, Why
- 13:10Speaker 1: so richly dight for beauty shrine? No eye con feast
- 13:15Speaker 1: on walls of gummed burrel. Far down the overwhelming Russian
- 13:19Speaker 1: swirl of awful waste scarce plumbed of fathom line, fit
- 13:26Speaker 1: for the palace of high sunes, shawl inlaid with colors
- 13:30Speaker 1: which the Tyrenean king Vain sought to rival on his
- 13:35Speaker 1: royal scroll and echoing yet the ocean's trembling string. Methinks
- 13:42Speaker 1: the Master wrought this ivory hall to please the love
- 13:45Speaker 1: of beauty in his soul and a poem. This recording
- 13:51Speaker 1: is in the public domain. A red sunrise by Theodore
- 14:01Speaker 1: Harding Rand red for LibriVox dot org by Nemo. A
- 14:07Speaker 1: red sunrise the Naked Bay, its silver notes, is telling
- 14:13Speaker 1: sweeter than flute or harp or singing bird, beatings of
- 14:18Speaker 1: rosy rhythm in winsome word of lilting song, or softly
- 14:23Speaker 1: shoreward dwelling anear, and far the ruddy waters swelling in
- 14:30Speaker 1: laughter peals around the fair earth heard thrills swift, the
- 14:35Speaker 1: home bound keels so long, unstirred, the kiss of day,
- 14:41Speaker 1: the weary wings compelling beware, The elfin bugles sounding clear
- 14:47Speaker 1: as glows, morns palladashed to crimson flame and makes a
- 14:52Speaker 1: bloody dazzle of the waves. Air burn, the embers in
- 14:56Speaker 1: the west all blear, the deep shell th under its off,
- 15:00Speaker 1: chant of fame or noble hearts gone down to wandering
- 15:05Speaker 1: graves and a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 15:17Speaker 1: The opal Fires are Gone by Theodore harding Rand read
- 15:22Speaker 1: for LibriVox dot Org by Nema. The opal fires are gone,
- 15:29Speaker 1: The open fires are gone, and but a stain of day,
- 15:33Speaker 1: yet lingers as a sudden night, with swift cloud blots
- 15:37Speaker 1: the crouching hills from sight, and the far sea moans
- 15:41Speaker 1: deep and ominous pain. Ah Me, it is a swart
- 15:47Speaker 1: winged hurricane. The furious tide and elemental fight is lashing,
- 15:53Speaker 1: fierce and horror with giant might the bleeding shores. The
- 15:58Speaker 1: tale shall tell the main brave sailor reeling in thy storm,
- 16:04Speaker 1: drunk bark, blinded by sheeted rain, blown tempest, wild and
- 16:10Speaker 1: vexed with roaring darkness round about the heaven sent vision
- 16:14Speaker 1: fair of wife and child, calm seated at Love's hearth
- 16:19Speaker 1: with face a hark makes thee divine amid the awful
- 16:24Speaker 1: route end a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 16:35Speaker 1: The Cumulus Cloud by Theodore Harding Rand red for LibriVox
- 16:41Speaker 1: dot Org by NEMA. The Cumulus Cloud Mountains of Heaven
- 16:49Speaker 1: in stainless white ye shine islanded in calm of pearl
- 16:54Speaker 1: and sapphire blue. The pillared heights are lifted into view
- 16:59Speaker 1: and spectral power reposeful as divine, A timeless peace abides
- 17:05Speaker 1: in every line, soft molded from the quarries of the
- 17:09Speaker 1: dew yet fateful fire. The inmost heart throbs through, and
- 17:14Speaker 1: thunder slumbers in the brows, benign paling before the massive whiteness. There,
- 17:21Speaker 1: the faltering moon comes up the waiting night. The faithful stars,
- 17:26Speaker 1: like folded lilies, sleep till Love's wide wonder of the
- 17:31Speaker 1: lullid air melts with its rose tipped crest in azure
- 17:36Speaker 1: deep and sets the skyey plains a bloom with light
- 17:42Speaker 1: end a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 17:52Speaker 1: Sea Fog by Theodore Harding Rand read for LibriVox dot
- 17:58Speaker 1: org by Nemo. Sea fog here danced an hour ago,
- 18:05Speaker 1: a sapphire sea, now airy nothingness wand spaces vast, pale
- 18:12Speaker 1: draperies of the formless fog or cast in wreathed waters
- 18:16Speaker 1: gray with mystery. The ship glides like a phantom, silently
- 18:22Speaker 1: as screams the white winged gull before the mast. Weird
- 18:26Speaker 1: elemental shapes go flitting past, which loom is giant ghost
- 18:31Speaker 1: Above the quay. The vapor lifts again, the sea gleams bright.
- 18:38Speaker 1: The heavens have hid within their chambers far cloud stuff
- 18:42Speaker 1: of gossamer, from which are spun Tomorrow's skye palms in
- 18:46Speaker 1: woe with light, the belted splendors for the rising sun,
- 18:51Speaker 1: and rosy curtains for the evening star end a poem.
- 18:58Speaker 1: This recording is in the.
- 18:59Speaker 3: Public Partridge Island by Theodore harding Rand, read for LibriVox
- 19:12Speaker 3: dot org by Bruskachuk. The title deeds of these rich
- 19:18Speaker 3: shores are thine by age, thine too by sucker and
- 19:24Speaker 3: defense ere. They were kissed by winds or waves beat
- 19:29Speaker 3: thence thy breast of beauty broke, the beating brine all
- 19:36Speaker 3: hail fair Isle first born thy jeweled shrine is worn
- 19:43Speaker 3: by pilgrim feet, thy fir groves, dense peopled with hammadryads,
- 19:50Speaker 3: cheat the scentse with frolic fays, and all the rosy
- 19:55Speaker 3: nine these younglings Gilrobert's cliff, and sharp and split bold
- 20:04Speaker 3: silver crag, the islands five and two, and broad browed
- 20:12Speaker 3: Blomidon the Basin's bend. When comes the witchery of fog
- 20:18Speaker 3: wreathed view, each robed in richest hues, with curtseys fit
- 20:25Speaker 3: sails in and out the circle of thy Cairn. End
- 20:33Speaker 3: of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Tennyson
- 20:43Speaker 3: Rock by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot Org
- 20:49Speaker 3: by Bruska Chuck. Majestic, awesome and inspiring mock sculptured by
- 20:59Speaker 3: frost and sun and bitter brine, has Nature's sympathy with
- 21:05Speaker 3: men divine two carve remembrance in Colossal Rock, circl'd by
- 21:13Speaker 3: voices of the sea. God's flock deep calm is his
- 21:19Speaker 3: aloofness of the pine, as when he waited his great
- 21:24Speaker 3: Pilot's sign ere he embark'd from out Earth's shelter'd luck
- 21:30Speaker 3: o Seir and Englishmen our answering hearts leapt at thy
- 21:36Speaker 3: words of empire. Sure tis meet in that true north.
- 21:43Speaker 3: Thy form should front the sea, where how mc donald
- 21:49Speaker 3: topper play'd their parts at state craft, gathering at Old
- 21:54Speaker 3: England's feet, Our plead state one flag, one destiny. End
- 22:05Speaker 3: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 22:14Speaker 1: Of Beauty by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot
- 22:19Speaker 1: Org by Nemo. Of Beauty, the convoluted wave, God's first
- 22:27Speaker 1: sea shall upgathers now the deep's great harmonies from the
- 22:33Speaker 1: far blue and alp like cloud doth well, barring its
- 22:39Speaker 1: azured peaks to the heavenlyes. My spirits outward bound, hath liberty,
- 22:45Speaker 1: earnest his rising flame, Its young love burns to catch
- 22:50Speaker 1: the awesome gladness flowing free or earth in sky. As
- 22:54Speaker 1: Beauty's face upturns, oh No, as great without thy face
- 23:00Speaker 1: influence in curving billows, culminating sweep in mountain heights. The
- 23:05Speaker 1: strength of grace is seen, essence, divine of godlike competence,
- 23:12Speaker 1: repostful in the heart of things, as sleep robed in
- 23:17Speaker 1: the purple sceptered throne. To Queen and a poem. This
- 23:24Speaker 1: recording is in the public domain The Undertoe by Theodore
- 23:34Speaker 1: harding Rand read for LibriVox dot org by Nemo The
- 23:41Speaker 1: Undertoe b B D, or all the shining levels of
- 23:47Speaker 1: the beach. The tide out pours its hissing, foaming brine,
- 23:52Speaker 1: while with the primal surge the winds combine to press
- 23:56Speaker 1: the eager waves to utmost reach. See yon Bred below,
- 24:01Speaker 1: rising from the pleach of seething waters with a mite divine,
- 24:06Speaker 1: its sinews wrought, and beauty's flowing line leap forward now
- 24:11Speaker 1: to make the age sought breech lo as the cresting
- 24:17Speaker 1: plume is seen aloft the footing of its strength on
- 24:20Speaker 1: sudden slips, and all is whelmed and thunderous were coils
- 24:26Speaker 1: ah tragedy of lusty life. How oft, some high emprise
- 24:32Speaker 1: of soul divinely grips, but as it crest fates undertow
- 24:37Speaker 1: despoils and a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 24:50Speaker 3: Gluescap by Theodore Hardingrand read forlibrivaux dot org by Bruska Chuck.
- 25:00Speaker 3: Dim name yet grand, that ever winks serene in the
- 25:05Speaker 3: red faggot's light, and like a ghost hovers above these
- 25:10Speaker 3: raucous tides. This coast wreathing weird webs of arrowy salts
- 25:17Speaker 3: and keen under the black blue knight's unrolled screen. The
- 25:23Speaker 3: loon is calling to the fiery host, and yet no
- 25:27Speaker 3: answer comes to keep thy boast far years. Their mellow
- 25:34Speaker 3: thunders roll between divinest of the red man's race and
- 25:40Speaker 3: name fullness of Hiawatha's dawning day, giver of laws, priest prophet,
- 25:49Speaker 3: all confess'd thou'rt come again, appeas'd thy wrath and shame
- 25:56Speaker 3: thy speed, and all thy limbs up yonder in white
- 26:01Speaker 3: canoe from out the naked west end of poem. This
- 26:10Speaker 3: recording is in the public domain. Silas Tertius Rand by
- 26:21Speaker 3: Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot org by bruskachuk
- 26:29Speaker 3: Oft did thy spell enthrall me spite the cost thou
- 26:36Speaker 3: broughtest a charmed and fadeless holiday stories and songs and
- 26:42Speaker 3: Indian epic lay. Whene'er thy eager step the threshold crossed imagination,
- 26:51Speaker 3: all its plumes up, tossed to follow where thy spirit
- 26:56Speaker 3: led the way, the sense that thou sawest God when
- 27:01Speaker 3: thou didst pray, I never through the dimming years have
- 27:06Speaker 3: lost fair minus shores thy step did gladden too. Thou
- 27:13Speaker 3: charm'st great gloose cap from the unlettered past, and toldst.
- 27:18Speaker 3: His story to the listener. Nst a lover of song,
- 27:25Speaker 3: of learned lore and vast Thou Lovedst. The Indian with
- 27:31Speaker 3: a love so true in his sweet tongue, Thou gavest
- 27:37Speaker 3: him the christ end a poem. This recording is in
- 27:44Speaker 3: the public domain.
- 27:51Speaker 1: The Tireless Sea by Theodore Hardingrand read for LibriVox stud
- 27:57Speaker 1: or by Nima The Tireless Sea Age after age. The
- 28:05Speaker 1: Tireless Sea doth fling its seed waves against this frowning rock,
- 28:10Speaker 1: whose base is known a thousand years of shock, and
- 28:14Speaker 1: shouts its purpose to its floor, to bring high up
- 28:18Speaker 1: and landward. Now the ravens wing on trees sure rooted
- 28:23Speaker 1: inland nests the hawk instinctive doom. For here swift ships
- 28:28Speaker 1: shall dock and give of east and west and commerce.
- 28:32Speaker 1: Sing warriors of truth and wearied host of God, who
- 28:38Speaker 1: like the deep march to the signs of heaven. Thus
- 28:41Speaker 1: saith the Lord your cry, count not the years, gray superstitions,
- 28:48Speaker 1: crumbling fronts shall nod beneath the iteration of your Stephen
- 28:53Speaker 1: and God's sweet love flood all the place of tears
- 28:59Speaker 1: and a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 29:09Speaker 1: The Veiled Presence by Theodore harding Rand, read for LibriVox
- 29:15Speaker 1: dot org by Nemo. The Veiled Presence an ashen gray touch,
- 29:23Speaker 1: faint my night, dark room. I flung my window wide
- 29:27Speaker 1: to the whispering lawn. Great God, I saw thy mighty
- 29:32Speaker 1: globe from gloom, roll with its sleeping millions to the dawn.
- 29:37Speaker 1: No tremor spoke, its motions, swift and vast, in hush,
- 29:42Speaker 1: it swept the awful curve adown. The shadow that its
- 29:45Speaker 1: rushing speed did cast concealed the Father's hand, the kingly
- 29:51Speaker 1: crown into the deeps, and ages passed since then, yet
- 29:56Speaker 1: evermore for me, more humble groan, the vision of his
- 30:01Speaker 1: awesome presence, veiled burns in the flying spheres, still all unknown,
- 30:08Speaker 1: in nature's mistimmantled season, sailed, and in the deeper shadowed
- 30:14Speaker 1: hearts of men and a poem. This recording is in
- 30:20Speaker 1: the public domain. Resistless Fate by Theodore harding Rand, read
- 30:32Speaker 1: for LibriVox dot Org by Nema. Resistless Fate, Resistless Fate
- 30:40Speaker 1: and Iron Destiny are writ upon the tide its branded mark.
- 30:46Speaker 1: It comes and goes, heedless of winderbark. Nature's untamed and
- 30:51Speaker 1: tameless energy so rolls the cycle of eternity, days, months,
- 30:58Speaker 1: and years, faint shadows on the ark within our huming
- 31:02Speaker 1: can rush from the dark and speed return. Is God's
- 31:06Speaker 1: own mystery. I on this tide, beach shore and clutching time,
- 31:13Speaker 1: marvel of what account my Selfhood's will against timeless might.
- 31:18Speaker 1: Time's impotence is laid and through my inmost soul, as
- 31:24Speaker 1: at the prime. A voice from out the awesome vast
- 31:28Speaker 1: doth thrill, oh man, thou art in God's own image
- 31:34Speaker 1: made and a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 31:45Speaker 3: The Sea Undane by Theodore harding Rand, read for Librevax
- 31:52Speaker 3: dot Org by Bruska Chuck. Exquisite thing, soft cradle by
- 31:59Speaker 3: the tide, sprung not from lathe or wheel or human wit.
- 32:06Speaker 3: Wonder of whorls which touch the infinite shallop that waits
- 32:11Speaker 3: a brave undine's white bride within the smooth and sheeny
- 32:18Speaker 3: walls are dyed with the pure pink of autumn, dons
- 32:23Speaker 3: a lit without with stories of the deep, or writ
- 32:28Speaker 3: how fairy slight the thunderous sees to ride the massy tides,
- 32:36Speaker 3: gride over wreath and ledge, and sudden waves from fell eurocliden,
- 32:43Speaker 3: dash to swift death the sailor in the bay. But
- 32:48Speaker 3: this all lip'd with pearl, and on the edge of doom,
- 32:54Speaker 3: the fingers of a babe might slay sleeps in the
- 32:58Speaker 3: stressful soun urge at Blomadon end of poem. This recording
- 33:07Speaker 3: is in the public domain.
- 33:14Speaker 1: To Emmeline by Theodore Harding Rand read for LibriVox dot
- 33:20Speaker 1: Org by Nema to Emmeline. In white spruce bower without
- 33:27Speaker 1: look on the sea, king cups and daisies dancing down
- 33:31Speaker 1: the slope, in broad winged ships, world messengers of hope,
- 33:37Speaker 1: furling their plumes, or lifting them all free to catch
- 33:41Speaker 1: the skyey airs. Here tis that we off watch the
- 33:46Speaker 1: fringes of the tide, where ope the swinging doors through
- 33:50Speaker 1: which all blindfold grope the muffled waves of shoreless mystery.
- 33:57Speaker 1: The touch of two vast worlds is on us. Now
- 34:01Speaker 1: our spirits hear the ebb and flow unseen of swift
- 34:05Speaker 1: commingling tides afar and near the low sweet murmur of
- 34:10Speaker 1: the early vow commerce of life strange sea on wing
- 34:15Speaker 1: between enfolding plumes, arrived the Heavenly Peer, and a poem.
- 34:24Speaker 1: This recording is in the public domain. The Cirrus Cloud
- 34:34Speaker 1: by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot org by Nemo.
- 34:41Speaker 1: The Cirrus Cloud, thou hast the secret of the fiery
- 34:46Speaker 1: de variety and number infinite are vestured in thy wavy
- 34:52Speaker 1: flakes of white, of distance and of space. Thou hast
- 34:57Speaker 1: the clewe aloof from vapory clouds that fume and spew,
- 35:03Speaker 1: lifting thyself victorious in fight into the far repose of
- 35:09Speaker 1: zoned light. Thou strivest to attain nirvana. Blue mod older,
- 35:15Speaker 1: plumed or ribbed or ripple bard Encamped upon the unfenced
- 35:20Speaker 1: fields of space, unsullied are thy tents, cool washed in air,
- 35:25Speaker 1: And when morn's bugle blows or skies, new starred thy
- 35:30Speaker 1: cohorts wait days, coming parting face like flocks of rosy
- 35:36Speaker 1: angels drifting there, and a poem. This recording is in
- 35:42Speaker 1: the public domain. Day and Night by Theodore harding Rand
- 35:53Speaker 1: read for LibriVox dot org by Nemo. Day and Night,
- 36:00Speaker 1: and so the strife goes on from age to age
- 36:04Speaker 1: and ceaseless round of victory and defeat. Young Day comes
- 36:08Speaker 1: forth the sun, clad with shining feet in beauteous pomp,
- 36:12Speaker 1: and throws his battle gage grim ancient Knight, distraught and
- 36:18Speaker 1: blind with rage, twanging her dreadful bow, flies in retreat,
- 36:24Speaker 1: wrapped round with raven darkness as a sheet till from
- 36:27Speaker 1: the east she made the duel wage. So night, pursuing
- 36:33Speaker 1: wounded Day takes breath to find his blood stained mantle
- 36:37Speaker 1: in the west and dusk gid o're with plumage shafts
- 36:40Speaker 1: of death. Secure beneath the horizon's verge and wrath, he
- 36:45Speaker 1: wings a Parthian arrow bacchus path and dies with crimson
- 36:50Speaker 1: Ethiop's jeweled vest and a poem. This recording is in
- 36:56Speaker 1: the public domain.
- 37:03Speaker 3: Under the Beeches by Theodore harding Rand, read for LibriVox
- 37:10Speaker 3: dot Org by Bruskachuk. The Sybil's speech breaks from these
- 37:17Speaker 3: leaf and lips, mov'd by soft airs, from shadowy spaces blown.
- 37:25Speaker 3: We rear these giant bulls and mid eclips. We work
- 37:30Speaker 3: men die. The work abides alone. The day has met
- 37:37Speaker 3: the night beneath the sky, and the hot earth put
- 37:42Speaker 3: off its robe of flame. Sweet peace and rest come
- 37:48Speaker 3: with the night birds cry sweet rest and peace. The
- 37:53Speaker 3: herald stars proclaim tis very heaven to taste, the the
- 38:00Speaker 3: wells of sleep, the founds of supersantuous repose. The sibyl's
- 38:07Speaker 3: ruin still murmurs on the breeze. The purple night falls
- 38:13Speaker 3: thick about the trees, and blessed stars like lilies white
- 38:20Speaker 3: and rose, burst into bloom on heavens far azure deep.
- 38:31Speaker 3: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 38:40Speaker 3: The Nightingale by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot
- 38:47Speaker 3: org by bruskachuk.
- 38:51Speaker 4: O.
- 38:52Speaker 3: Seraph bird, who on God's altar stares dust ring in
- 38:57Speaker 3: showers of silver, peel thy bells of song that ceaseless
- 39:04Speaker 3: flows like dropping wells, and sprinkles all the dusk, with
- 39:10Speaker 3: holy prayers, Oh welcomed lad shot through and through with
- 39:16Speaker 3: song as upward springs. The spirit tipp'd with flame tis
- 39:23Speaker 3: not too witis dead, nor Dian's shame. These joypangs, with
- 39:30Speaker 3: their hint of tears, belong the life which pulses in
- 39:36Speaker 3: the bursting year. A thousand choires hymn on the sunlit globe.
- 39:43Speaker 3: But lest the living flame too ashes turn thou in
- 39:49Speaker 3: the voiceless night, O priestly sear interpreter of nature, takest
- 39:57Speaker 3: thy robe and filst with vocal fire the sacred urn
- 40:07Speaker 3: end of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 40:16Speaker 1: The Loon by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot
- 40:21Speaker 1: org by Nemo. The Loon neath Northern Skies, Thou hit'st
- 40:29Speaker 1: thy punctual nest by crystal waters and their lonely play
- 40:34Speaker 1: meeting the challenge with which instant day and night, thy
- 40:39Speaker 1: cheeriness encourage test half bird, half spirit, oh elusive quest
- 40:46Speaker 1: that thinks thy dappled mold but common clay. Thou wakest
- 40:51Speaker 1: with demon laughter haha, bei art soul of solitariness, unblessed
- 41:00Speaker 1: flash of pure wildness and dust sagonay, awareness of wild
- 41:04Speaker 1: nature's subtle breast freight, and a thrill with wordsome life
- 41:09Speaker 1: yet gay thou cleaf'st the deluge dnse a winged jest
- 41:15Speaker 1: that rallying mock and jeers an impischmark the echo of
- 41:19Speaker 1: thy flout of Noah's ark and a poem. This recording
- 41:26Speaker 1: is in the public domain.
- 41:32Speaker 3: Herpaticos by Theodore harding Rand, Redfolibrivaux dot org by Bruska
- 41:41Speaker 3: Chuck A shining troop of cherubs, just a lit from
- 41:47Speaker 3: the low bending skies. Child faces sweet, upturned and open
- 41:54Speaker 3: to our human greet, fresh from the gladsome fount of life,
- 42:00Speaker 3: emit heralds of spring, forewinging as ye flit the garland
- 42:08Speaker 3: seasons with their sheaves of wheat, And to all listening
- 42:13Speaker 3: ears Christ's words repeat, man shall not live by bread alone,
- 42:22Speaker 3: tis writ evangelists. Fair of the new made year, This
- 42:29Speaker 3: news from God for good, blow everywhere, and fill the
- 42:35Speaker 3: hollow sky the haunting air till from his loving mouth
- 42:42Speaker 3: as sphere to sphere. Man knows the beautiful, the good,
- 42:49Speaker 3: the true divinest manner dipp'd in heavenly dew end of poem.
- 43:01Speaker 3: This recording is in the public domain. In the Mayflower
- 43:11Speaker 3: copse by Theodore Harding Rand read forlibrivox dot Org by Bruskachuk,
- 43:21Speaker 3: with gladsome note the robin debonair. Herald's bright may, pale
- 43:28Speaker 3: sky and earth stained snow warm at the touch of
- 43:33Speaker 3: south winds, as they blow their wafts of life through
- 43:38Speaker 3: winter's lingering air, hid like some laughing child, shy Mayflower
- 43:46Speaker 3: fair beneath the leafy shield with face aglow thy pearly self.
- 43:54Speaker 3: The coy springs first tableau calm to the day and
- 44:00Speaker 3: yield thy fragrance rare ah me, while thrushes, pipe and
- 44:08Speaker 3: plumy winds fan northward all their balmy fervors. Sweet and
- 44:14Speaker 3: groves are misty. With the reddening bud, A gentle spirit
- 44:19Speaker 3: from the past unbinds the peace of lethy, and with
- 44:25Speaker 3: quickening beat, stirs to divine unrest my fevered blood. End
- 44:36Speaker 3: of poem. This recording is in the public domain. June
- 44:47Speaker 3: by Theodore Harding Rand Readfourlibrivox dot org by Bruskachuk. Now
- 44:56Speaker 3: weave the winds to music of June's life. They're bowers
- 45:01Speaker 3: of cloud whence odorous blooms are flung far down the
- 45:07Speaker 3: dells and cedarn vales among sea, lowly plains, sky touch'd
- 45:15Speaker 3: to heaven aspire. Now flash the golden Robin's plumes with fire.
- 45:22Speaker 3: The bubbling is bubbling o'er with song and leafy trees
- 45:28Speaker 3: Eeolian harps, new strung murmur, far notes blown from some
- 45:35Speaker 3: starry choir my heart thrills like the wilding sap to
- 45:41Speaker 3: flowers and leaps as a swollen brook in summer rain,
- 45:47Speaker 3: past meadows, green to the great sea, untold o month, divine,
- 45:56Speaker 3: all fresh with falling showers, waft from open heaven, thy
- 46:03Speaker 3: bomb for pain life and sweet earth are young God grows,
- 46:11Speaker 3: not old end a poem. This recording is in the
- 46:18Speaker 3: public domain.
- 46:25Speaker 1: And Inland Spruce by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox
- 46:31Speaker 1: dot org by nemo An inland spruce, peasant of northern forest,
- 46:39Speaker 1: humble tree, curdled and frocked in all year, homespun, green
- 46:45Speaker 1: and lacking, not among thy kind, the mean of such
- 46:49Speaker 1: as bear, the white sails gallantly magician, thou thy full breath,
- 46:55Speaker 1: symphony of spacious dream dissolves the walls between me now
- 47:00Speaker 1: in Nature's organ voiced queen, the multitudinous ongoing sea, the
- 47:07Speaker 1: shiny garb from thy tall shoulders, hung making thy spiry
- 47:12Speaker 1: form like face antique for resinous bombs of frankincense and
- 47:16Speaker 1: myrr and round the bearded skirts, the drowsy purr of
- 47:21Speaker 1: life and murmurings of thy sea. Harp strung touched thee
- 47:26Speaker 1: to kinship fine with celt and Greek, and a poem.
- 47:32Speaker 1: This recording is in the public domain. The Ghost Flower
- 47:42Speaker 1: by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot org by Nema.
- 47:49Speaker 1: The ghost flower, like Israel seir, I come from out
- 47:54Speaker 1: the earth, confronting with a question, air and sky, dost
- 48:00Speaker 1: thou bring me up? Why? Ghost? Am I of that
- 48:04Speaker 1: which was God's beauty at its birth in Eld The
- 48:09Speaker 1: sun kissed me to ruby red. I held my chalice
- 48:12Speaker 1: up to Heaven's full view. The wistful stars dropped down
- 48:17Speaker 1: their golden dew, and skye balms exhaled about my bed
- 48:22Speaker 1: alas I love the darkness, not the light. The deadly shadows,
- 48:28Speaker 1: not the bending blue, spoke to my transid heart, made
- 48:32Speaker 1: false seem true, and drowned my spirit in the deeps
- 48:36Speaker 1: of night. Oh painter of the flowers, Oh God most sweet,
- 48:43Speaker 1: dost say my spirit? For the light is meet and
- 48:49Speaker 1: a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 48:58Speaker 3: A Napolo's Basin by Theodore harding Rand read forlibrivox dot
- 49:05Speaker 3: org by Bruskatchuk. The full fed crystal streams from east
- 49:12Speaker 3: and west and south, thy rich wrought cup fill'd to
- 49:18Speaker 3: the brim till where the northern star soft gilds. The
- 49:23Speaker 3: rim thy waters call'd o'er broke at Love's be hest
- 49:30Speaker 3: o to have seen thy Cataract's white breast rifted with
- 49:36Speaker 3: Ruth through the lone centuries dim for toiling fundies, wooing tide,
- 49:44Speaker 3: for him to blend thy Sylvan calm with world unrest,
- 49:52Speaker 3: far floods, thy Bridle brought fair Lake, brave sea, and
- 50:00Speaker 3: late the winged ships Champlain de Mont with poutranquoor and
- 50:08Speaker 3: sequent games of war. Thy Marge now crown'd with peaceful
- 50:14Speaker 3: husbandry and set with England's rose, where bloomed flour door
- 50:23Speaker 3: Stale croons all day Love's wedded title song end a poem.
- 50:33Speaker 3: This recording is in the public domain. In Autumn's Dreamy
- 50:42Speaker 3: Ear by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot Org
- 50:50Speaker 3: by Bruska Chuck. In Autumn's Dreamy Ear, as suns go by,
- 50:58Speaker 3: whose yellow beams are dulled with languorous motes, the deep
- 51:03Speaker 3: vibrations of the cosmic notes are as the voice of
- 51:08Speaker 3: those that prophesy, Her spirit kindles and her filmy eye
- 51:15Speaker 3: in haste. The fluttering robe, whose glory floats in pictur'd folds,
- 51:22Speaker 3: her eager soul devotes lo. She with her winged harper,
- 51:29Speaker 3: sweeps the sky splendors of blossomed time, like poppies, red distill,
- 51:38Speaker 3: dull slumbers o'er the engaged soul and thrall with sensuous
- 51:44Speaker 3: pomp its azure dower till rous'd by vibrant touch from
- 51:51Speaker 3: the unseen power. The spirit, keen freed from the painted
- 51:57Speaker 3: dead on wings, mounts up to reach its living goal.
- 52:07Speaker 3: End a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 52:16Speaker 3: Victor is He by Theodore harding Rand, read for LibriVox
- 52:23Speaker 3: dot Org by Bruskachuk. Victor is He whose tremulous soul
- 52:32Speaker 3: the notes of starry spaces hears their far appeal and
- 52:38Speaker 3: cries amen, and sets there to the seal with which
- 52:43Speaker 3: winged aspiration life devotes. That seal raise golden flame and
- 52:51Speaker 3: bright connotes the transmutation, through the spirit's zeal of earthly
- 52:57Speaker 3: passions to the high anneal that rings the harmony that
- 53:03Speaker 3: heavenward floats. While other triremes vain withstood the guile, the
- 53:10Speaker 3: lyric prow of orpheus, easeful past in gladsome scorns, disdain
- 53:17Speaker 3: the siren's isle and proud calliope, or each black mast
- 53:24Speaker 3: whispered her thrilling taunt in ears of pain. I taught
- 53:31Speaker 3: my Thracian boy a heavenlier strain end a poem. This
- 53:40Speaker 3: recording is in the public domain McMaster University by Theodore
- 53:52Speaker 3: harding Rand, read for LibriVox dot Org by Bruskachuk. Some
- 54:00Speaker 3: gray captain of a merchant ship, whose prosperous voyage o'er
- 54:05Speaker 3: the watery strife has large concern for all knows that
- 54:12Speaker 3: his wife waits his homecoming up the horizon's dip, with
- 54:18Speaker 3: holier heart than crowds that throng the slip. So he
- 54:24Speaker 3: well knew thou flower elect of life, chosen from out
- 54:31Speaker 3: a clamor of voices, rife waitetht his voyage, or with
- 54:38Speaker 3: prayerful lip, fair bride forget him, not through circling years,
- 54:46Speaker 3: but with a christ like love deep as unfeigned, surpassing
- 54:52Speaker 3: that of commerce or of state, With holy hands thy dower, devote,
- 54:59Speaker 3: with tears of gratitude, and loyal heart unstained, thy sacred
- 55:06Speaker 3: vow perform with soul elate end a poem. This recording
- 55:15Speaker 3: is in the public domain. Conduct by Theodore Hardingrand, read
- 55:27Speaker 3: for LibriVox dot Org by Bruskachuk. Nay Arnold not three
- 55:35Speaker 3: fourths but all of life. The ethic spirit that makes
- 55:41Speaker 3: conduct soul slays all mythologies and witchcrafts low false sciences,
- 55:50Speaker 3: as well with ruthless knife lest intercourse of human souls
- 55:56Speaker 3: be rife with demigods and unclean things below, and work
- 56:02Speaker 3: corruption at the founts that flow from hearts of fellow
- 56:07Speaker 3: men in loving strife. That spirit, more than science, is
- 56:14Speaker 3: the hope of man's uplifting And doth knowledge make servant
- 56:20Speaker 3: of individual social worth. Not truth for truth's own sake.
- 56:27Speaker 3: As tense we cope with life, but rather truth for
- 56:33Speaker 3: love's own sake, calls forth Heaven's plotted round the girdled earth.
- 56:44Speaker 3: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 56:54Speaker 3: International Arbitration by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot
- 57:01Speaker 3: org by Bruskachuk. Boom boom ye. Mellow joy bells like
- 57:10Speaker 3: the sea, peace, peace on earth, good will, and all
- 57:16Speaker 3: hell gapes yet immemorial sadness, ever drapes the upward way
- 57:24Speaker 3: of far humanity, all prone through dark and straight getsemone
- 57:31Speaker 3: thou camest in blood a cluster of trod grapes, O
- 57:37Speaker 3: bruised race, whose wails so searchful shapes melodious sorrows awfl
- 57:45Speaker 3: threnedy late late Love's areophagus unfurled right, Reason's sun blad
- 57:55Speaker 3: banner from the height, while rage the furies in their
- 58:00Speaker 3: cave beneath Hush, hush. It is the daybreak of the world.
- 58:08Speaker 3: Man's warring sky is passing out of night, and stark
- 58:14Speaker 3: black demons flit with sword in sheath. End a poem.
- 58:23Speaker 3: This recording is in the public domain.
- 58:33Speaker 2: The House of God by Theodore Hardingrand read for LibriVox
- 58:39Speaker 2: dot Org by Ji Danjo. No finished castle is the
- 58:46Speaker 2: house of God. The mind of Christ, supremest architect, Man's
- 58:53Speaker 2: puny apprehension doth correct from age to age and turns
- 58:59Speaker 2: of friends the sod the vast historic temple now is
- 59:05Speaker 2: trod neath loftier roof and heavenlier aspect, new light, new
- 59:12Speaker 2: need revealed. Each ripe defect goes down beneath man's feet.
- 59:19Speaker 2: Diviner shod alas humanity no more can grasp of thought
- 59:27Speaker 2: of the divine artificer than holds of ocean crinkled shell
- 59:33Speaker 2: on beach, Yet his unfolding plan in vital clasp possess
- 59:39Speaker 2: o human soul amid the stir of speeding world's loves
- 59:46Speaker 2: flying gold to reach. End of poem. This recording is
- 59:53Speaker 2: in the public domain. Ben Knach Money by Theodore harding
- 1:00:06Speaker 2: Rand read for LibriVox dot Org by Jidanjo. Oh the brightness, clearness,
- 1:00:16Speaker 2: beauty of heaven Seer Ben nachh Money. Rabbi Levi said
- 1:00:23Speaker 2: of the Hagada, Master, thou of seven, would that I
- 1:00:27Speaker 2: knew whence light its fountain head. The Master whispered in
- 1:00:33Speaker 2: the Rabbi's ear. The Holy One, blessed be he in
- 1:00:39Speaker 2: white himself doth robe, and then the whole world clear
- 1:00:46Speaker 2: in beauty, glows with his majestic light. Sayest thou, so,
- 1:00:54Speaker 2: that's word for word the psalm the light thy garment
- 1:00:59Speaker 2: in which thou doe us. Where thou tell'st it here
- 1:01:03Speaker 2: a secret neath the palm, O Master thou seven, with
- 1:01:08Speaker 2: whitened hair and softer fell the Master's whispered word. I
- 1:01:17Speaker 2: heard it this, O Rabbi hast thou heard? End of poem.
- 1:01:27Speaker 2: This recording is in the public domain. Renewal by Theodore
- 1:01:39Speaker 2: harding Rand, read for LibriVox dot Org by Gi Danjo.
- 1:01:47Speaker 2: In the old days, fanucci colored dowered, lit up young
- 1:01:52Speaker 2: eyes with vision large and pure, that gathered in its
- 1:01:57Speaker 2: irish glow, the lure of sea and sky and beauty
- 1:02:03Speaker 2: earth embower'd, and Raphael santi on the Master shower'd the
- 1:02:10Speaker 2: rich hu'd passion of his soul, secure in art that
- 1:02:16Speaker 2: should for evermore endure. But as he wrought his vision
- 1:02:22Speaker 2: was deflow'd for sake of art, Divine a seer bright stoll'd,
- 1:02:29Speaker 2: whose eyes had drunk the steadfast splendor's true of sacred gems.
- 1:02:36Speaker 2: This precious secret told oft sight of these doth color
- 1:02:43Speaker 2: sense renew ah. Thus true soul a soil'd of life,
- 1:02:51Speaker 2: Thou eest mid thy enduring work, the quickening Christ. End
- 1:03:01Speaker 2: of poem. This recording is in the public domain. The
- 1:03:13Speaker 2: Christ by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot Org
- 1:03:21Speaker 2: by Jidanjo. The Noonday Truth, in its sevenfold beam is
- 1:03:29Speaker 2: the Christ sandalshide yea, the Truth in warm gleam of
- 1:03:38Speaker 2: color and shine, both of age and of youth, as
- 1:03:45Speaker 2: on life's plains and wolds. His soul's prism unfolds the
- 1:03:53Speaker 2: white thought of God in human passion Divine. End of poem.
- 1:04:03Speaker 2: This recording is in the public domain. Revelation by Theodore
- 1:04:15Speaker 2: harding Rand read for LibriVox dot org by Jidanjo. As
- 1:04:23Speaker 2: rising waves rich jewel'd by the sun in movement, link
- 1:04:30Speaker 2: their brilliance each to each, and flash their glories in
- 1:04:36Speaker 2: one crest of light. In so unveiling the eternal one
- 1:04:43Speaker 2: did shew himself by signs and glimmering speech, then flash'd
- 1:04:51Speaker 2: in Christ his love lit glory bright. End of poem.
- 1:05:01Speaker 2: This recording is in the public domain. Light at Eventide
- 1:05:14Speaker 2: by Theodore Hardingrand, read for LibriVox dot org by Ji Danjo.
- 1:05:23Speaker 2: Through skies of molten, gold and green, the sun floats
- 1:05:29Speaker 2: with its cloud wake o'er the glowing rim of closing day.
- 1:05:35Speaker 2: The same horizon brim glows green and gold with a
- 1:05:41Speaker 2: glad day begun, so closes life's full day. It's garden
- 1:05:48Speaker 2: one to those whose trustful souls are join'd to him,
- 1:05:55Speaker 2: the world's great light, whose hand the splendor's limb at
- 1:06:02Speaker 2: once of breaking day and day that's done. End of poem.
- 1:06:11Speaker 2: This recording is in the public domain. Bench Alone by
- 1:06:24Speaker 2: Theodore harding Rand, read for LibriVox dot org by G. Danjo,
- 1:06:32Speaker 2: Ben Schalone read One Night from Outer Roll Vessel of Honor,
- 1:06:39Speaker 2: Consecrate O soul prepared for every worthy work and meet
- 1:06:47Speaker 2: for the master's use and finger on scroll, he prayed aloud,
- 1:06:54Speaker 2: make me his silvern bowl lo emeth at his side,
- 1:07:02Speaker 2: God's angel fleet yea in his mansion. Here and when
- 1:07:10Speaker 2: unfold the everlasting doors chalice of gold, brimming with his
- 1:07:19Speaker 2: great love Heaven's vintage sweet end of poem. This recording
- 1:07:31Speaker 2: is in the public domain. Banishment by Theodore Hardingrand read
- 1:07:45Speaker 2: for LibriVox dot org by Jidanjo. As tiptoed dawn extinguished,
- 1:07:54Speaker 2: all the stars there lay on a fever'd flower, the
- 1:07:58Speaker 2: cooling dew full soon the scornful sun, with white heat
- 1:08:05Speaker 2: glare forever bade the offending thing from view. But as
- 1:08:12Speaker 2: day closed it outshone flaming mars or wheeling splendors of
- 1:08:20Speaker 2: the Northern Bear. End of poem. This recording is in
- 1:08:28Speaker 2: the public domain. Now are the bridles of the leafy
- 1:08:39Speaker 2: Wood by Theodore Hardingrand, read for LibriVox dot Org by Jidanjo.
- 1:08:49Speaker 2: Now are the bridles of the leafy wood. O'er dusky brooks,
- 1:08:55Speaker 2: the golden sun bars, fall birds fan the moon beams
- 1:09:00Speaker 2: in the balmy dark look me the banners of the
- 1:09:05Speaker 2: holy rude shake in the battle's roar, sweet duties, call
- 1:09:13Speaker 2: wings all my spirit like a soaring lark. End of poem.
- 1:09:23Speaker 2: This recording is in the public domain.
- 1:09:33Speaker 1: May's Fairytale by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot
- 1:09:39Speaker 1: Org by Nema May's fairy Tale Under the yellow Chestnut Tree.
- 1:09:46Speaker 1: The children played right merrily from leafy gold, compettering down
- 1:09:51Speaker 1: the prickly birds with nuts of brown. I do believe,
- 1:09:55Speaker 1: said bright eyed May, or pelted by some startled fay,
- 1:10:00Speaker 1: for fairies loved no trees so well this chestnut broad
- 1:10:03Speaker 1: and witch to dwell. Tell us a fairy tale, they said,
- 1:10:07Speaker 1: a fairy tale. They eager pled about the fairies of
- 1:10:11Speaker 1: to day, and circled round the wise eyed May with
- 1:10:16Speaker 1: air of one who tells new truth, the gentle may,
- 1:10:19Speaker 1: with touch of ruth, this tale of elf lands sweetly cold,
- 1:10:23Speaker 1: While all stood deep in autumn's gold, long long ago,
- 1:10:28Speaker 1: the fairies found their homes and flowers on the ground.
- 1:10:32Speaker 1: The buttercups were full of them, and pansy sparkled like
- 1:10:35Speaker 1: a gem. But fields by men were often moan. The
- 1:10:39Speaker 1: flowers were plucked as soon as grown, thus, without tents
- 1:10:43Speaker 1: to shed cold dews, the pixies lost their brilliant hues.
- 1:10:47Speaker 1: Their curdles green and Mantle's gold were crushed and torn
- 1:10:51Speaker 1: and smeared with mold. You should have seen mAb's ermine
- 1:10:55Speaker 1: cape draggled and mucked till black as crape last, his
- 1:11:00Speaker 1: gossamer hammocks gone their daylight. King bright Oberon, who could
- 1:11:05Speaker 1: not find two crimson heads of clovers strung with spider webs,
- 1:11:10Speaker 1: and Mab, the moonlike queen of elves, took solemn counsel
- 1:11:14Speaker 1: with themselves twas early in the summer days. They met
- 1:11:18Speaker 1: at twilight, all the fays, under a grove of fronded plumes,
- 1:11:22Speaker 1: whose trees were white with spikes of blooms. With elfin
- 1:11:26Speaker 1: lance of wild beasting, stood Oberon at the outer ring.
- 1:11:31Speaker 1: His knights each wore upon his breast a firefly lamp
- 1:11:35Speaker 1: and beetles vest with glow warm crown of greenish light.
- 1:11:39Speaker 1: Sitting her fairy Palfrey white, the queen, by wave of
- 1:11:44Speaker 1: saffron brand hushed into silence fairyland. Then, with her sandaled
- 1:11:50Speaker 1: foot she pricked her wasp sting spur, and Palfrey kicked
- 1:11:55Speaker 1: her moonbeam bridle firm and grip. She plied the silken
- 1:11:58Speaker 1: milkweed whip and rode straight up the wading tree and
- 1:12:03Speaker 1: out each branch its blooms to see. When Mab her
- 1:12:07Speaker 1: own in palfrey wings of gauzy blue bout spread, the
- 1:12:10Speaker 1: rings of wistful pixies leapt in two sitting erect her
- 1:12:15Speaker 1: horse so true and silvery laughter broke each Fay like
- 1:12:20Speaker 1: silvery tinkling brook and may. Waving her saffron brand, she said, fairies,
- 1:12:27Speaker 1: your future home and bed, and pointed up the flowerlet tree.
- 1:12:32Speaker 1: Thither they swarmed as swarms the bee. In turn, each
- 1:12:35Speaker 1: bowl and fronted roof was trod by elf Queen Palfrey's
- 1:12:39Speaker 1: hoof till Fays, who bore the flame wood lamp swung
- 1:12:43Speaker 1: in their peaceful airy camp. That was a chestnut grove
- 1:12:47Speaker 1: they found. And as a sunny spring comes round, Queen Mab,
- 1:12:52Speaker 1: when shines the silver moon and elfin bugles blow in tune,
- 1:12:56Speaker 1: still rides high up each chestnut tree that Fays may
- 1:13:00Speaker 1: know where safe they'll be in golden belted Oberon swinging
- 1:13:05Speaker 1: in his hammock like a down for Palfrey prints his
- 1:13:08Speaker 1: tiny shoe on every branch. That's what with do my
- 1:13:13Speaker 1: story's told now for our play, and is the story true?
- 1:13:18Speaker 1: O May, with the air of one who knows the truth,
- 1:13:22Speaker 1: the sweet eyed may tall for her youth. The over
- 1:13:25Speaker 1: hanging branch down drew and showed the Prince of Palfrey's shoe,
- 1:13:30Speaker 1: and laughing said, now you'll all see why it is
- 1:13:35Speaker 1: called horse chestnut tree and a poem. This recording is
- 1:13:41Speaker 1: in the public domain. My Robin by Theodore Harding Rand
- 1:13:52Speaker 1: read for LibriVox dot org by Nemo. My Robin B. B. D.
- 1:14:01Speaker 1: At the very dawn of day, my Robin from the
- 1:14:04Speaker 1: hill flies down and from the fence across the way,
- 1:14:08Speaker 1: with black cap on his handsome head and slattish cloak
- 1:14:11Speaker 1: and vest of red. He calls me from my easeful bed,
- 1:14:16Speaker 1: Dear up, Dear up, dear, cheer up, cheer up, cheer
- 1:14:22Speaker 1: constant as the coming morning. He leaves his green fur
- 1:14:25Speaker 1: copse to see if I will greet his breezy horn
- 1:14:29Speaker 1: and share his joy. The day is here to shimmer,
- 1:14:32Speaker 1: the sea, the fog to clear and yellow the corn
- 1:14:36Speaker 1: of the hasting year. Deer up, dear up, dear, cheer up,
- 1:14:41Speaker 1: Cheer up, cheer Ah Robin, so debonair, so glad of
- 1:14:47Speaker 1: the darkness gone away, so heedful of this heart of care,
- 1:14:52Speaker 1: sweet to me as your round delay, born of a spirit,
- 1:14:56Speaker 1: so tender, so gay. Let me join you and do
- 1:14:59Speaker 1: it pray, tear up, dear up, dear chirrup, chirrup, cheer.
- 1:15:08Speaker 1: End a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 1:15:17Speaker 3: Elissa by Theodore Harding Rand read for LibriVox dot org
- 1:15:24Speaker 3: by Bruska Chuk. I hold my secret fast. Sunset, I watch,
- 1:15:32Speaker 3: and dawn wait the white moonbeam cast, the pall of
- 1:15:38Speaker 3: night down drawn. Then in the even dark I whisper
- 1:15:44Speaker 3: to myself, while every sense doth hark, lest blade or
- 1:15:50Speaker 3: leaf or elf should catch the trembling word, and all
- 1:15:55Speaker 3: the listening air be to its utmost stirred. The giddy
- 1:16:01Speaker 3: world aware, the willow heedful is, and the titmouse peers
- 1:16:08Speaker 3: at me. The king cups, nod and quiz with an
- 1:16:12Speaker 3: air of mystery, but no one knows at all. I
- 1:16:18Speaker 3: hold my secret fast. The wizard loon may call till
- 1:16:24Speaker 3: night be overpast. Troops of bright eyes may smile, The
- 1:16:31Speaker 3: people look me o'er, the parson turn the stile, friends
- 1:16:38Speaker 3: tarry at the door. I hold my secret fast sunset,
- 1:16:45Speaker 3: I watch and dawn see the blue heavens o'er cast
- 1:16:51Speaker 3: the pall of night down drawn, And then in raven dark,
- 1:16:58Speaker 3: I whisper to myself, my whitest soul, A hark lest
- 1:17:04Speaker 3: blade or leaf or elf should hear the trembling word,
- 1:17:10Speaker 3: and all the listening air be to its farthest stirred,
- 1:17:16Speaker 3: the rolling world aware. End of poem. This recording is
- 1:17:25Speaker 3: in the public domain.
- 1:17:32Speaker 1: The Hummingbird by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot
- 1:17:37Speaker 1: org by Nemo. The Hummingbird thought sudden presence out of
- 1:17:45Speaker 1: blank air, humming of wings here, a whisk and a
- 1:17:51Speaker 1: flash sipping red bomb there, and the silence sings. Thy
- 1:17:58Speaker 1: will works its end in freedom, complete deed, flashing in
- 1:18:03Speaker 1: sheen forward or backward, as easeful as fleet, as a
- 1:18:09Speaker 1: spirit unseen plumed gem all, a throb thy ruby throat
- 1:18:16Speaker 1: burns as from the hot kiss of a heaven smith's soul,
- 1:18:21Speaker 1: as it panteth and yearns in its rapture of bliss, thing,
- 1:18:27Speaker 1: of beauty, of life, bright wink of a day when
- 1:18:32Speaker 1: will be what we are freed of this garment's hem
- 1:18:36Speaker 1: o soul get thy wings, find the red balm for
- 1:18:40Speaker 1: a life of Earth and of star flash with love,
- 1:18:46Speaker 1: a live gem and a poem. This recording is in
- 1:18:52Speaker 1: the public domain.
- 1:18:59Speaker 3: The Attica by Theodore harding Rand, read for LibriVox dot
- 1:19:06Speaker 3: org by Bruskachuk Hail first of the spring, pearly sky
- 1:19:14Speaker 3: tinted thing, touch'd with pencil of him who rollst the year,
- 1:19:20Speaker 3: lo thy aureole rim, no painter may limb vision, Thou
- 1:19:27Speaker 3: hast and no fear, fair child of the light, what
- 1:19:33Speaker 3: fixes thy sight? Wide open thy roll from the seal
- 1:19:38Speaker 3: of the clod, and thy heaven writ scroll glows beautiful
- 1:19:45Speaker 3: soul with the shining of God. Thou look'st into Heaven
- 1:19:51Speaker 3: as surely as Stephen, so steadfast thy will is, And
- 1:19:58Speaker 3: from Earth's ingle seized Christ of the lilies, and daffer down,
- 1:20:04Speaker 3: Dilly's and catchest his look, and a portion is mine
- 1:20:11Speaker 3: wrapped gazer divine from thy countenance given angel bliss in
- 1:20:18Speaker 3: thy face. I've looked into Heaven as surely as Stephen
- 1:20:24Speaker 3: from out of my place. End of poem. This recording
- 1:20:32Speaker 3: is in the public domain. The White Rose at Blank's
- 1:20:43Speaker 3: Grave by Theodore harding Rand, read for Librivaux dot Org
- 1:20:51Speaker 3: by Bruskachuck Rose pendant in Calm of the Sun, a
- 1:20:59Speaker 3: type of my my holiest thought, fair substance and emblem
- 1:21:04Speaker 3: in one sweet rose, sweet soul without spot, sweetness of
- 1:21:12Speaker 3: beauty of God, both over and under the sod, each
- 1:21:18Speaker 3: molded Inert's cloud and shine, white, fulness of being complete,
- 1:21:25Speaker 3: Love's rose, of beauty, divine, thy past but evolvings, sweet now,
- 1:21:34Speaker 3: moment of essence for eye, thy future, Eternity's day, all
- 1:21:41Speaker 3: rose in the mirror of time, calm image from under
- 1:21:46Speaker 3: the sod, all form of eternal prime, all peaceful beauty
- 1:21:53Speaker 3: of God, fullness of seventy times seven, made without hand
- 1:22:00Speaker 3: in the heaven. What though thy time garment fade and
- 1:22:06Speaker 3: vanish from out of my sight, thy beauty shall never
- 1:22:11Speaker 3: know Shade with the chief of the suns of light,
- 1:22:17Speaker 3: redeemed from under the sod, ravishing beauty of God. End
- 1:22:26Speaker 3: of poem. This recording is in the public domain. The
- 1:22:36Speaker 3: War Hercules by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot
- 1:22:44Speaker 3: Org by Bruskachuk. Under Mount Eta, the blue Artemisium flanked
- 1:22:52Speaker 3: about with huge crags, stilled its wild winter drum, the
- 1:22:59Speaker 3: sun turn decide, the sea nestled in calm Zeus's Wisdom
- 1:23:06Speaker 3: of calm. Rude Hercules died a wine glass of azure
- 1:23:14Speaker 3: from the breast of the bay, caught up by the sun,
- 1:23:18Speaker 3: smiled on by the sun, hopes halcyon ray, kiss of
- 1:23:25Speaker 3: love for a bride, kiss of peace, and of calm
- 1:23:30Speaker 3: Zeus's wisdom of calm. Wild Hercules died a nest and
- 1:23:38Speaker 3: a home on the wintry sea, on the blue Artemis,
- 1:23:43Speaker 3: in the rough country heaven set in the azure tide,
- 1:23:49Speaker 3: the sea nestled in calm Zeus's wisdom of calm. Fierce
- 1:23:57Speaker 3: Hercules die, Oh Halcion of rest, sweet azure of peace,
- 1:24:05Speaker 3: brood thy sky, tinted eggs fill the world with increase
- 1:24:12Speaker 3: on the sea's bosom ride. Now it nestles to calm
- 1:24:19Speaker 3: Zeus's wisdom of calm. Mad Hercules died. End of poem.
- 1:24:31Speaker 3: This recording is in the public domain. In the Cool
- 1:24:40Speaker 3: of the Day by Theodore harding Rand, read for LibriVox
- 1:24:47Speaker 3: dot Org by Bruska Chuck to him that hears the
- 1:24:53Speaker 3: calling in the calm and naked feeds his soul at
- 1:24:59Speaker 3: wisdom 's lip, bird grove and brook God's voice in
- 1:25:06Speaker 3: silver psalm are like a secret honeycomb, a drip remote
- 1:25:13Speaker 3: in thought from every living thing, silent, the sage without
- 1:25:19Speaker 3: his threshold sate, pondering the mysteries of Jiji's ring, dreaming
- 1:25:27Speaker 3: of timeless years and iron fate. The whir of sudden
- 1:25:33Speaker 3: wings his ear awoke a lark rose free in its gray,
- 1:25:39Speaker 3: singing robe, a miracle of life. In speech, he broke,
- 1:25:46Speaker 3: a bird is greater than the solid globe. But yesterday
- 1:25:52Speaker 3: I saw a hillside grove whose trunks were clad with lichens,
- 1:25:58Speaker 3: gray as frost. At night, a storm of rain and
- 1:26:04Speaker 3: wind fierce drove each bold to day in living greens embossed.
- 1:26:12Speaker 3: And so I said, the clinging lives which make yearful
- 1:26:18Speaker 3: and spectral those who yield them ruth shall, when o'er
- 1:26:24Speaker 3: these the night in storm doth break, wreathe them in
- 1:26:30Speaker 3: freshness of immortal youth. Adown the steep cliff's face, I
- 1:26:36Speaker 3: saw unurn its waters full a crystal brook. To day,
- 1:26:43Speaker 3: the silvery bubbles coursed each scar by turn, safe as
- 1:26:49Speaker 3: on a full fed meadow stream. In May, I thought
- 1:26:54Speaker 3: of that sweet scripture satan us'd to tempt the Christ,
- 1:27:00Speaker 3: and knew it true. They bear in woven hands, our
- 1:27:05Speaker 3: souls else deadly bruised by hell, thrust down, Some precipices
- 1:27:12Speaker 3: stare still at the breeze of day. Doth Nature's god
- 1:27:18Speaker 3: forth in Earth's paradisal, bowers walk and of soul, freedom,
- 1:27:25Speaker 3: Love's restoring rod and angel guardianship. He deigns to talk.
- 1:27:36Speaker 3: End the poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 1:27:46Speaker 1: Beauty by Theodore Hardingrand, read for LibriVox stud or by
- 1:27:52Speaker 1: Nemo Beauty. One had I two loaves of bread a
- 1:27:59Speaker 1: a one, would I sell on a hyacinths by to
- 1:28:02Speaker 1: feed my soul? Or let me die Beauty due sweet
- 1:28:08Speaker 1: of heavenly birth. Thy flower's writ of grief, not mirth,
- 1:28:12Speaker 1: Thy rainbow's footed on the earth, Rainbows in hyacinths O
- 1:28:18Speaker 1: sears your voices call across the years, the bread of
- 1:28:22Speaker 1: beauties wet with tears. Two the living words from Beauty's mean,
- 1:28:30Speaker 1: Then blade by swordsmans swung more keen, Spirit and soul
- 1:28:34Speaker 1: divide between pure as a sapphire blue from blame, humble
- 1:28:39Speaker 1: as glad of wholly a same Love's sevenfold beam a
- 1:28:44Speaker 1: flashing flame. Three It yearns me sore, so near, so far,
- 1:28:51Speaker 1: my heart moans like the harbor bar for coming of
- 1:28:55Speaker 1: the Morning Star by Hyacinth's A goodly share ascend O
- 1:29:01Speaker 1: soul loves iris, stare the bridegroom waiteth for thee There
- 1:29:09Speaker 1: and a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 1:29:18Speaker 1: The Dragonfly by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot
- 1:29:24Speaker 1: Org by NeiMa. The dragonfly one winged wonder of motion
- 1:29:33Speaker 1: and splendor of sheen, cruising the shining blue waters all
- 1:29:37Speaker 1: day smit with hunger of heart and seized of a quest, which,
- 1:29:43Speaker 1: nor beauty of flower, nor promise of rest has charmed
- 1:29:47Speaker 1: to appease or slacken or stay? What is it you seek? Unopen, unseen? Two?
- 1:29:57Speaker 1: Are you blind to the site of the heavens of
- 1:29:59Speaker 1: blue or the wind fretted clouds on their white airy wings,
- 1:30:05Speaker 1: or the emerald grass that velvets the lawn or glory
- 1:30:09Speaker 1: of meadows a flame like the dawn? Are you deaft
- 1:30:12Speaker 1: to the note in the woodland that rings with a
- 1:30:15Speaker 1: song of the white throat as crystal is due? Three
- 1:30:21Speaker 1: winged wonder of motion and splendor of sheen. Stay, Stay
- 1:30:26Speaker 1: a brief moment, Thy hither and thither, quick beating wings,
- 1:30:30Speaker 1: thy flashes of flight, and tell me thy heart, is
- 1:30:34Speaker 1: it sad? Is it light? Is it pulsing with fears?
- 1:30:38Speaker 1: Which scorch it? And whither 'er joys that upwell in
- 1:30:42Speaker 1: a girdle of green. Four, O breather of words and
- 1:30:48Speaker 1: poet of life, I tremble with joy, I flutter with
- 1:30:52Speaker 1: fear ages it seemeth yet only to day, into this
- 1:30:56Speaker 1: world of gold, sunbeams of play. I came from the
- 1:31:00Speaker 1: deeps Oh crystalline sphere, Oh beauteous light, Oh glory of life.
- 1:31:09Speaker 1: Five on the watery floor of the sibilant lake, I
- 1:31:14Speaker 1: lived in the twilight dim There's a world of day,
- 1:31:18Speaker 1: some pled a world of ether and wings. A throb
- 1:31:22Speaker 1: close over our head. It's a dream. It's a whim,
- 1:31:26Speaker 1: a whisper of reeds, they said, and anon the waters
- 1:31:30Speaker 1: would sob in. Ever, the going went on to the
- 1:31:34Speaker 1: dead without the glint of array, and the watchers watched
- 1:31:38Speaker 1: in their vanishing wake. Six. The passing passed for a
- 1:31:46Speaker 1: and the waiting waited in vain. Some power seemed to
- 1:31:50Speaker 1: unfold the tremulous waters around. Yet never in heat, nor
- 1:31:54Speaker 1: in shriveling cold, nor darkness deeper gray came to have
- 1:32:00Speaker 1: sound or touch a clear unquestioned jay, and the scoffers
- 1:32:05Speaker 1: scoffed and swelling refrain. Let us eat and drink for
- 1:32:10Speaker 1: tomorrow we die. Seven. But Oh, in a trance of
- 1:32:16Speaker 1: bliss with gauzy wings, I awoke and ecstasy bore me away,
- 1:32:22Speaker 1: or field and meadow and plane. I thought not of
- 1:32:25Speaker 1: recent pain, but reveled as splendors broke from sunning cloud
- 1:32:30Speaker 1: and air and the eye of a golden day. Eight.
- 1:32:36Speaker 1: I'm yearning to break to my fellows below the secret
- 1:32:40Speaker 1: of age's horror in the quick flashing light. I'd dart
- 1:32:43Speaker 1: up and down, forth and back everywhere. But the waters
- 1:32:48Speaker 1: are sealed, like a pavement of glass, sealed that I
- 1:32:52Speaker 1: may not pass. Oh for waters of air, or the
- 1:32:56Speaker 1: wing of an eagle's might to cleave a pathway below. Nine.
- 1:33:03Speaker 1: And the dragon fly in splendor cruises ever o'er the lake,
- 1:33:08Speaker 1: holding in his heart a secret which in vain he
- 1:33:11Speaker 1: seeks to break. End a poem. This recording is in
- 1:33:17Speaker 1: the public domain.
- 1:33:24Speaker 3: Deathless by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot Org
- 1:33:31Speaker 3: by Bruska Chuck. The coy soul of man moving through
- 1:33:39Speaker 3: its time span, unheeding of wings tastes the death of
- 1:33:46Speaker 3: all things, of the flower and weed and the faint
- 1:33:52Speaker 3: voiced Read the fair season's roll for you and for me,
- 1:33:58Speaker 3: the inhabitings soul of the flower and tree, with the
- 1:34:03Speaker 3: day of each bored to be and to die. No
- 1:34:08Speaker 3: eternity speech, no eternity cry that pierces above, nor infinite
- 1:34:16Speaker 3: thrill at the touch of love or the voice of
- 1:34:21Speaker 3: his will from his fingers be goot, God breathed. It
- 1:34:27Speaker 3: isnt twas a shy, fair wan, like a beam of
- 1:34:33Speaker 3: light from the clouded sun that rose to the sight
- 1:34:39Speaker 3: of the eye of emotion in the soul of the
- 1:34:43Speaker 3: Greek and eterniz'd the form and vision devotion ever fixed
- 1:34:50Speaker 3: on the norm type of beauty, of flower, of grove,
- 1:34:56Speaker 3: and of bower. Deathless, unique, not from pole onto pole,
- 1:35:04Speaker 3: is man's hunger of soul, but eternities set as a
- 1:35:09Speaker 3: deathless fret in the heart of man as it beats
- 1:35:15Speaker 3: the earth span beating not from the sod, but an
- 1:35:20Speaker 3: ongoing of God. And it listens for him over time's
- 1:35:27Speaker 3: flying rim and its SIPs, or it stings a life
- 1:35:33Speaker 3: from all things, from the flower and the weed and
- 1:35:39Speaker 3: the faint voiced Read end a poem. This recording is
- 1:35:47Speaker 3: in the public domain. A dream by Theodore harding Rand
- 1:35:59Speaker 3: read for Brivox dot Org by Bruskachuk. I dreamed the
- 1:36:06Speaker 3: Lord of life was dead. Tremulous awe fell on the earth.
- 1:36:13Speaker 3: Virtue had gone from out all things. The sun and
- 1:36:19Speaker 3: rain were nothing worth. Rude power seized the painted woods
- 1:36:26Speaker 3: and hurled their glory down the steep. The landscape wrapped
- 1:36:32Speaker 3: in ceraments, and left in death's eternal sleep. Nor bloom,
- 1:36:40Speaker 3: nor odor met the sense, nor wind chant of the
- 1:36:45Speaker 3: foliaged tree, nor grove of singing birds, nor pal born
- 1:36:51Speaker 3: from the ever voiceful sea. Color had fled the air
- 1:36:57Speaker 3: and sky. A stony sti illness held the earth. Virtue
- 1:37:03Speaker 3: had gone from out all things. Man's ebbing life was
- 1:37:09Speaker 3: nothing worth. And as I wept within my dream and
- 1:37:16Speaker 3: knew my pulse of being slowed, I suddenly was aware
- 1:37:21Speaker 3: of change. A flush on pallid nature showed lo heralds
- 1:37:29Speaker 3: of the arriving year. The bugled flock beclangs the blue
- 1:37:35Speaker 3: The hyla pipes by willowed run, The flashing swallow skims
- 1:37:42Speaker 3: the dew up from the rampike's ghastly arms. The gold
- 1:37:48Speaker 3: shaft high holes challenge floats, while greening hill and valley laugh,
- 1:37:55Speaker 3: and shore breaks out in peon notes. And in my
- 1:38:00Speaker 3: dream I leapt for joy twas but an awful dream,
- 1:38:06Speaker 3: I said the Lord of life, forevermore he lives twas
- 1:38:14Speaker 3: once for all he bled and waked from sleep by
- 1:38:20Speaker 3: beating heart. I heard the first red robin sing, and
- 1:38:25Speaker 3: knew that once again had come fresh from the life
- 1:38:31Speaker 3: of God. The spring end of poem. This recording is
- 1:38:40Speaker 3: in the public domain. Nature by Theodore Hardingrand read for
- 1:38:52Speaker 3: LibriVox dot org by Bruskachuk. The large far intent of
- 1:39:00Speaker 3: the kinglywan is only begun in rearing. The tent to
- 1:39:05Speaker 3: nurture a soul is the shining goal. Keen science speaketh
- 1:39:12Speaker 3: a word clear and fair. The carbon in air the
- 1:39:17Speaker 3: young oak seeketh in the greening years low a giant appears.
- 1:39:25Speaker 3: Shelter and warmth see here final cause of nature's wise laws.
- 1:39:33Speaker 3: And the breath of the tree is life unto man
- 1:39:38Speaker 3: and lengthens his span. But the chemist who moves the
- 1:39:43Speaker 3: atoms in dance his all seeing glance by his working
- 1:39:49Speaker 3: proofs from far off to nigher feeds life that is higher,
- 1:39:56Speaker 3: from blade to full ear from acorn to be unfoldings
- 1:40:01Speaker 3: of dream linkid series of cheer, evolvings of grace, shadows,
- 1:40:08Speaker 3: bright of his face, sweet procession, and slow every step
- 1:40:15Speaker 3: of the way, more precious each day till the starlit
- 1:40:20Speaker 3: airs blow wake, emotion that sleeps stir. The fountain of
- 1:40:26Speaker 3: the deeps Oh, Heaven's own fact eternal, that beauty as
- 1:40:33Speaker 3: the sword on duty hangs silent on act of nature forever,
- 1:40:41Speaker 3: soul and body together nature series divine of act and
- 1:40:48Speaker 3: of word from God's mouth, seen or heard as thou
- 1:40:55Speaker 3: bring'st bread and wine. I hear thy deep tone. Oh,
- 1:41:01Speaker 3: not these alone, All divine unity, writes the heaven touched mind,
- 1:41:09Speaker 3: responsive once blind, all divine harmony emotions A test in
- 1:41:19Speaker 3: the glow of my breast. End of poem. This recording
- 1:41:27Speaker 3: is in the public domain. I am by Theodore harding
- 1:41:38Speaker 3: Rand read for LibriVox dot Org by Bruska Chuck. I am,
- 1:41:47Speaker 3: and therefore these existence is by me flux of pendulous seas,
- 1:41:56Speaker 3: the stable free. I am in blush of the rose,
- 1:42:03Speaker 3: the shimmer of dawn, am girdle Oriyan knows, the fountain
- 1:42:10Speaker 3: un drawn. I am Earth's potency, the chemic rays, the rains,
- 1:42:19Speaker 3: the reciprocity that loads the rains. I am or the
- 1:42:26Speaker 3: Heaven's fall. I dwell in my woven tent, a imminent
- 1:42:32Speaker 3: in all supermanent. I am the life in life, impact
- 1:42:42Speaker 3: and verve of thought, the reasons, lens and knife, the
- 1:42:48Speaker 3: ethic aught. I am of being, the stress. I am
- 1:42:56Speaker 3: the brooding dove. I am the bloodles in bless the
- 1:43:02Speaker 3: love in love. I am the living thrill and fire
- 1:43:10Speaker 3: of poet and seer, the breath of man's goodwill, the
- 1:43:17Speaker 3: father near am and of the way men grope, core
- 1:43:23Speaker 3: of the ceaseless strife. I am Man's bread of hope,
- 1:43:30Speaker 3: water of life. I am the root of faith, substance
- 1:43:37Speaker 3: of vision. Two, the spirit shadowed in wraith, urim in dew.
- 1:43:46Speaker 3: I am the soul's white son, Love's slain enthroned lamb.
- 1:43:55Speaker 3: I am the Holy One. I am I am end
- 1:44:07Speaker 3: a poem. This recording is in the public domain. The
- 1:44:16Speaker 3: Glad Golden Year by Theodore harding Rand, read for LibriVox
- 1:44:23Speaker 3: dot Org by Brus Kachuck. The Glad Golden Year wheels
- 1:44:31Speaker 3: slow in its coming, wild labor commotions and murmurings for bread,
- 1:44:39Speaker 3: while besotted with beer is the day's upsumming, insurgent emotions
- 1:44:46Speaker 3: to beauty, stone dead. What help do you say for
- 1:44:53Speaker 3: these sons of men in God's image? They're made Cleanse
- 1:44:59Speaker 3: their eye to his light, tune their ears to his lay.
- 1:45:06Speaker 3: Give his bread once again, whose price the Christ paid.
- 1:45:12Speaker 3: Heaven's bread is their right, Earth's means of achieving herds
- 1:45:19Speaker 3: field food and river rain, cisterns in sky and sunshine.
- 1:45:27Speaker 3: A listen forever are weaving and fain would deliver web
- 1:45:34Speaker 3: of God's beauty, nigh sense, ravishing vision. So bread in
- 1:45:41Speaker 3: the field warm rain will transfigure the humble gray furrow
- 1:45:48Speaker 3: with a million pearl suns on the lanceolate shield of
- 1:45:53Speaker 3: emerald and ligure, and the moon o'er. Each burrow of
- 1:45:59Speaker 3: the low buried wands turns silver, the spear tips in
- 1:46:05Speaker 3: the dusk with her lips, and when breezy mourns told,
- 1:46:10Speaker 3: all ripples in gold with envious repining or solace of delight.
- 1:46:19Speaker 3: As emotion is pure or turbid with ill, man views
- 1:46:24Speaker 3: the outshining from the heavenly height, feels the sweet picture's lure,
- 1:46:32Speaker 3: hears the bird copse a thrill makes him lord, or
- 1:46:38Speaker 3: does not of the park house or cot who holds
- 1:46:45Speaker 3: the sure key to this largess of treasure is a
- 1:46:50Speaker 3: king among men, though a workman in blue of a
- 1:46:56Speaker 3: strain yet to be, who with God taketh pleasure in
- 1:47:02Speaker 3: the young earth again and feeleth it new, slow speeds
- 1:47:09Speaker 3: the glad here told by poet and seer. Yet I
- 1:47:15Speaker 3: catch the far hum it will come, It will come
- 1:47:25Speaker 3: end a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 1:47:34Speaker 3: Tetrapla by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot org
- 1:47:41Speaker 3: by Bruskachuk. Love the blooming flowers, the galaxies of space
- 1:47:51Speaker 3: lie pictured in a sheeny drop of even and globed
- 1:47:56Speaker 3: in one round word on lips of grace, Shine out
- 1:48:01Speaker 3: the best of Earth and all of Heaven. Sacrifice green haload,
- 1:48:10Speaker 3: cup of the gods, cool from the deeps fountain of life.
- 1:48:16Speaker 3: Whence comes Thy wave that blesses the burdened cloud attempts
- 1:48:23Speaker 3: the mountain steeps to perish. Mid the rugged wildernesses liberty
- 1:48:32Speaker 3: thou rugged guyon of man's free behests, belted and helmed
- 1:48:39Speaker 3: neath God's red thunder flails world climbs upon thy many
- 1:48:46Speaker 3: cloven crests and ordered kingdoms in thy, fertile vales, beauty
- 1:48:55Speaker 3: the grace of strength. The shaggy hills, attest and cresting
- 1:49:01Speaker 3: billows in their power. Serene beauty was suckled at no
- 1:49:07Speaker 3: weakling's breast. She sits the maned lion like a queen.
- 1:49:16Speaker 3: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 1:49:25Speaker 3: Fairy Glen by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot
- 1:49:31Speaker 3: Org by Bruskachuk. Hid in the Virgin wilderness, the fretted
- 1:49:38Speaker 3: Conway's fairy Glen this summer day reveals its charms for
- 1:49:43Speaker 3: painter's brush or poet's pen. The air is flecked with
- 1:49:48Speaker 3: night and day. The ground is tiger dusk and gold.
- 1:49:52Speaker 3: The rocks and trees imperled in haze, a soft and
- 1:49:57Speaker 3: far enchantment hold. The place is peopled with shy winds,
- 1:50:02Speaker 3: whose fitful plumes waft dewey bomb from all the wild
- 1:50:06Speaker 3: wood and let fall an incommunicable calm through cleft rocks
- 1:50:12Speaker 3: green with spray, wet moss. Deep in the sweet wood's
- 1:50:16Speaker 3: golden glooms, the amber water's pulsing go with foam like
- 1:50:22Speaker 3: creamy lily blooms, shuttles of shadow and of light, in
- 1:50:28Speaker 3: gleam and gloom. The watery wolf as rolls the endless
- 1:50:33Speaker 3: stream away beneath the wind swayed leafy roof. So Life's
- 1:50:38Speaker 3: swift shuttles dart and play as ceaseless speeds its flashing loom.
- 1:50:44Speaker 3: Our day is woven of sun and cloud, a figur'd
- 1:50:48Speaker 3: web of gold and gloom. God's arbor, this enchanted glen,
- 1:50:54Speaker 3: the air is sentient with his name. Put off thy
- 1:50:58Speaker 3: shoes from off the feet. The trees are bursting into flame.
- 1:51:07Speaker 3: End a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 1:51:16Speaker 3: In City Streets by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox
- 1:51:23Speaker 3: dot org by Bruskachuk. The city's ways were crowded thick.
- 1:51:30Speaker 3: I bent my steps all through its mass of men
- 1:51:35Speaker 3: and women, stone and brick, its whirring wheels and piping brass.
- 1:51:43Speaker 3: And all day long, with hurrying feet I trod the
- 1:51:49Speaker 3: surging marts of trade. Yet in the rush and roar
- 1:51:55Speaker 3: of street, a calm within my breast was made. For
- 1:52:01Speaker 3: visions came of fair things wrought by beauties witching hand,
- 1:52:07Speaker 3: and grace upon my spirit. When I caught Life's springtime
- 1:52:13Speaker 3: image of her face, blue violets in mossy bed, flashing
- 1:52:21Speaker 3: with jewels on their breast, The sky stained eggs of
- 1:52:26Speaker 3: Robin Red laid in her lined adobe nest. The shy
- 1:52:33Speaker 3: lone brook crept soft upon lest I should fright its
- 1:52:38Speaker 3: brattling play. The woods a hark for something gone, or
- 1:52:45Speaker 3: whispering of health and fay. The silver lake with lilies
- 1:52:51Speaker 3: in bloom, their cups half full of Heaven's gold. The
- 1:52:57Speaker 3: circling shore, all with plume of ferns, whose fronds the
- 1:53:04Speaker 3: water's told, And up the hill the white throat's song,
- 1:53:10Speaker 3: a crystal bell that shakes the dew while floats in dream.
- 1:53:17Speaker 3: The cloud along and veils, the palpitating blue, the musical
- 1:53:24Speaker 3: and dream like rain falling on roof or fragrant hay,
- 1:53:31Speaker 3: the blood red spear, unflush'd of pain, of sunbeam thrust
- 1:53:37Speaker 3: between Batten's gray, and in a trice, the sculptured shore,
- 1:53:44Speaker 3: where Halcyon tides with wonder wings redden their plumes in
- 1:53:50Speaker 3: toil to soar, to where Evangeline's memory clings. Such sights
- 1:53:59Speaker 3: and sound swift came and went glad sunshafts of an
- 1:54:05Speaker 3: april day, and to impetuous traffic lent the RESTful sweetness
- 1:54:12Speaker 3: of the may imprisoned close in city marts, O childhood,
- 1:54:20Speaker 3: so divinely fair for thee deep in my heart of hearts,
- 1:54:27Speaker 3: sweet pity beats her wings all bare end a poem.
- 1:54:36Speaker 3: This recording is in the public domain. Bay of Fundy
- 1:54:46Speaker 3: by Theodore harding Rand read for LibriVox dot Org by
- 1:54:52Speaker 3: Bruska Chuk Deep Bay, broad breasted and brave, oft rock'd
- 1:55:01Speaker 3: in thy swaying arms beneath the hidden sun, as foam
- 1:55:06Speaker 3: bell toss'd on thy wave, I drift again mid thy
- 1:55:12Speaker 3: charms too, sphinx like Blomidon. Why are thy glories untold?
- 1:55:20Speaker 3: Thy cliffs of purple and red and crystal veined rocks,
- 1:55:26Speaker 3: Thy hasting waters, deep roll'd neath skies whose colors are
- 1:55:32Speaker 3: spread with art that all art mocks, Thy faltering ranks
- 1:55:39Speaker 3: of white mist, flanking vast floods and vast ebbs, a
- 1:55:45Speaker 3: mimicry of war, oriflams of dew sprentt list banners of
- 1:55:52Speaker 3: gossamer webs, soft blown as lights of far the smooth,
- 1:55:59Speaker 3: shining flats, all bare to the heaven's nakedest can mirror
- 1:56:06Speaker 3: the hills like lakes, the drowsy lull of the air
- 1:56:12Speaker 3: will stir anew to life. When the tidal note awakes
- 1:56:18Speaker 3: from langres south seas that creep these odors dank issue
- 1:56:25Speaker 3: forth odors of sun steeped brine. It comes a breeze
- 1:56:32Speaker 3: from a deep full fed from seas of the north.
- 1:56:37Speaker 3: A waft of Viking's wine now beats the pulse of
- 1:56:42Speaker 3: the flood. The throbbings deep of a heart felt all
- 1:56:47Speaker 3: around the world now smites its rhythm with the thud
- 1:56:53Speaker 3: with ictus sure of its art that mountains huge has
- 1:56:58Speaker 3: hurl'd the unsold. Rivers and creeks have being have life
- 1:57:05Speaker 3: to the full into their mouths, re breathed as heaves
- 1:57:11Speaker 3: the broad breast that seeks tembosom. Each leaning hull bear
- 1:57:18Speaker 3: on red banks tide seethed. The iron gride of the
- 1:57:24Speaker 3: floe powders the rocks in its path and bears the
- 1:57:29Speaker 3: dust afar to build their urns, where may grow sweet
- 1:57:35Speaker 3: grasses and primrose, wraith, fair, grand prey, tantramar builder, unbuilder
- 1:57:46Speaker 3: of shores, thresher of cliffs, vapor stoll'd God's master workmen,
- 1:57:54Speaker 3: strong yet on thy bosom. The oars of sailor lad
- 1:58:00Speaker 3: rds ply and fold to sweet refrains of song and
- 1:58:07Speaker 3: glad in thy twinkling smiles, awing like seagulls. The ships
- 1:58:13Speaker 3: are breasting, stout the breeze, ah me thy treacherous whiles,
- 1:58:21Speaker 3: witching fog, rates, draping rips, currants of iron seas, Oh fundy,
- 1:58:31Speaker 3: deep breathing sea, regal in power and rimmed in hollow
- 1:58:38Speaker 3: of his hand, captive to beauty yet free sleep. Now
- 1:58:45Speaker 3: thy basin is brimmed in fair acadian land, haload with
- 1:58:53Speaker 3: pearl raying rings. The moon at her utmost poised looks
- 1:58:59Speaker 3: of her silver shield, and the tide wakens and swings
- 1:59:06Speaker 3: ebbs with a clangor far noised and wheeling wings afield
- 1:59:16Speaker 3: end a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 1:59:25Speaker 3: At the Look of Partridge Island by Theodore harding Rand
- 1:59:33Speaker 3: read for LibriVox dot Org by Bruska Chuck. What more
- 1:59:40Speaker 3: can world worn spirit ask than here in Nature's arms
- 1:59:45Speaker 3: to basque and see the plangent tide at task. The
- 1:59:50Speaker 3: zest is swift as lusty youth, touched with an undertone
- 1:59:56Speaker 3: of ruth, invincible as ageless truth, the wonder of all
- 2:00:02Speaker 3: wondrous things. How coy the birds they lift their wings
- 2:00:09Speaker 3: the wary ship to her anchor swings sun, moon and
- 2:00:16Speaker 3: stars of ancient prime and of to day, in confluenced chime,
- 2:00:23Speaker 3: the Universal One sublime, pouring these floods of deep surcease,
- 2:00:30Speaker 3: in universal pain, release, in universal travail peace. The strong
- 2:00:39Speaker 3: right arm is here laid bare in strife by which
- 2:00:44Speaker 3: he doth declare another shall not with him share forces
- 2:00:51Speaker 3: of universal law, which hither these vast waters draw. Send
- 2:00:57Speaker 3: through my soul his tie of all, while universal radiance
- 2:01:04Speaker 3: charms and beckons to his winsome arms to soothe my
- 2:01:10Speaker 3: timid souls alarms of joy of grief. He does not
- 2:01:17Speaker 3: rob the light with intermittent throb falls on the waters
- 2:01:22Speaker 3: glad a sob. Here he and I are conscious, each
- 2:01:29Speaker 3: of each, a deep awaiting beach, a shell, a sea
- 2:01:35Speaker 3: that doth beseech, how all unswift my eyes to see
- 2:01:42Speaker 3: the Universal God in thee who walk'd the waves of galilee.
- 2:01:49Speaker 3: Give freely, Give thou dost not dle pour chrismal balm
- 2:01:58Speaker 3: upon my soul, anoint me from thy golden bowl in travail, pain, grief, joy,
- 2:02:10Speaker 3: The wave slumbers nor sleeps the earth to save this
- 2:02:16Speaker 3: word the blissful God, he gave ere yesterday in Palestine.
- 2:02:23Speaker 3: Love's flagon poured the ruddy wine life of the universal vine.
- 2:02:32Speaker 3: The tameless tides unresting, see I rest me for he
- 2:02:40Speaker 3: works beneath peace, Peace, The toiling waters breathe peace, healing
- 2:02:50Speaker 3: peace in murmuring main, in brooding sky fann'd by Lone Crane.
- 2:02:59Speaker 3: The sunbeams bicker in the lane, Peace on the lighter's
- 2:03:05Speaker 3: falling sail, Peace on the ships that breast the gale,
- 2:03:12Speaker 3: and peace in human hearts that fail. End of poem.
- 2:03:21Speaker 3: This recording is in the public domain.
- 2:03:30Speaker 1: The Stormy Petrel by Theodore Harding Rand read for LibriVox
- 2:03:35Speaker 1: dot Org by NeiMa. The Stormy Petrel, fair hero, brave
- 2:03:43Speaker 1: hero of sea, The sea in its darkness of wrath,
- 2:03:48Speaker 1: I run down the breaker with thee I mount the
- 2:03:51Speaker 1: next in its path. Our hearts be together, charmed one
- 2:03:56Speaker 1: if their wings, as fearless, as free right the gloom,
- 2:04:00Speaker 1: as if towere the sun gold bridled for you and
- 2:04:03Speaker 1: for me. Summer rain, the cold, drifting sleet that whistles
- 2:04:09Speaker 1: as spiteful as hail, a roadstead, the billows that fleet
- 2:04:14Speaker 1: under the black lash of the gale, we laugh at
- 2:04:17Speaker 1: their seething, Their roar draw our breath full in their face.
- 2:04:22Speaker 1: We have wings. We know we can soar your secret
- 2:04:26Speaker 1: to mine and embrace wings, wings, the soul of our
- 2:04:31Speaker 1: life outspread They victory tell uplifting amid gulfs of strife,
- 2:04:38Speaker 1: wafts heaven that keep us from hell. Brave hero, winked,
- 2:04:42Speaker 1: hero of sea, the sea with black tempests and breast.
- 2:04:47Speaker 1: Here we mount on the breakers, free soon to soar
- 2:04:51Speaker 1: and their calm, and to rest. And a poem. This
- 2:04:57Speaker 1: recording is in the public domain.
- 2:05:04Speaker 3: Oblivion by Theodore harding Rand, read forlibrivox dot Org by Bruskachuk.
- 2:05:15Speaker 3: The all devouring Sea, I said, while looking on the
- 2:05:20Speaker 3: green and red ribbed rocks, a tilt that flank Sharp's head.
- 2:05:27Speaker 3: The diary of the rain cloud driven to yield again
- 2:05:32Speaker 3: its spoil by heaven, the west wind, serving the repleven
- 2:05:38Speaker 3: notes of the ocean's teeming floor, the carven shell, the
- 2:05:44Speaker 3: seaweed spore and ripple marks of tidal shore, vast tablets
- 2:05:51Speaker 3: of the world of eld, a mighty Bodleian unspelled by
- 2:05:58Speaker 3: ravine into dust compell'd the hills are fated to their
- 2:06:04Speaker 3: fall upon the grate upon the small Oblivion drops her
- 2:06:11Speaker 3: raven pall. And then I thought the form and mass
- 2:06:17Speaker 3: may baffle ken of eye and glass, and yet the
- 2:06:22Speaker 3: record may not pass tittle and jot. Where all seems nil,
- 2:06:29Speaker 3: a finer form in form may still wait, touch of
- 2:06:34Speaker 3: that which doth fulfill the liquid air unseen unheard writes
- 2:06:42Speaker 3: in an everlasting word, the wing beats of the hasting bird,
- 2:06:48Speaker 3: the sweet light leaves and bears abroad. A picture of
- 2:06:54Speaker 3: the wide realms trod with winged feet, gold sandal shod
- 2:07:00Speaker 3: etching in truth and beauty's grace beyond. Compare of antique
- 2:07:07Speaker 3: vase on fronting hills, the other's face, nor shoreless deeps
- 2:07:13Speaker 3: of space, debar blazon on earth of records far in
- 2:07:20Speaker 3: greening orb or burning star. I said, coin'd for exchange
- 2:07:27Speaker 3: in mart of purblind men with leaden heart. This word
- 2:07:33Speaker 3: oblivion on life's chart, deft science balance now prevails, this
- 2:07:41Speaker 3: simulacrum in the scales, the verdict to the counter nails.
- 2:07:48Speaker 3: And then, distraught by onward sweep of meditation, long and deep,
- 2:07:56Speaker 3: I sought me out a place to weep. Oh soul
- 2:08:02Speaker 3: may not thy leaves, I mused, stirred by death's shock
- 2:08:08Speaker 3: through all diffused, reveal, thy story, unconfused, clear, traced by thoughts,
- 2:08:17Speaker 3: all subtle, beam, a quickened palimpsest, a gleam, reorient out
- 2:08:24Speaker 3: of dusk and dream. End of poem. This recording is
- 2:08:32Speaker 3: in the public domain. See music by Theodore harding Rand
- 2:08:44Speaker 3: read for LibriVox dot org by Bruskachuk. Fleecy white waters
- 2:08:52Speaker 3: shorn by the tempest, wrathful and doomful, rolling to land,
- 2:08:59Speaker 3: naked and lustrous, fiercest of smiters, straight for the stern cliffs,
- 2:09:06Speaker 3: iron to steel, shock, unto shock, calls, boom answers, boom roars,
- 2:09:15Speaker 3: the huge tide, loom, thunder and storm torn are the
- 2:09:22Speaker 3: vast webs woven of tumult, flung to the cloud rack
- 2:09:29Speaker 3: tatters of sound. The glistening waters again are marching, loyal
- 2:09:37Speaker 3: and true under the hollow sky, a hundred million of
- 2:09:43Speaker 3: men throbbing as fiery dew under the morning's eye. List
- 2:09:51Speaker 3: to the repetent note, multiplex tone of the sea, refrain
- 2:09:57Speaker 3: of grief, of mirth on violet air, afloat far, borne
- 2:10:04Speaker 3: to mountain, and lee to the home of its birth.
- 2:10:10Speaker 3: List as its music unbraids. Rivulets pour from the hill,
- 2:10:17Speaker 3: Winds wash the lips of the trees. The brook by
- 2:10:22Speaker 3: the rocky glades brattles its way to the mill through
- 2:10:27Speaker 3: fields a dream with bees, forests of pine and of
- 2:10:34Speaker 3: fir plain as their dark plumes are fret by the
- 2:10:39Speaker 3: free coursing winds, border and golden birch stir to notes
- 2:10:45Speaker 3: too sweet to forget, sung by brook as it winds
- 2:10:52Speaker 3: hark the lone laugh of the auk, as twere a
- 2:10:57Speaker 3: disprison'd soul come from out the shining foams and the
- 2:11:03Speaker 3: loons ha ha and mock mid the torn serf's booming
- 2:11:09Speaker 3: drum or hushed tides, star sprint domes, the ring dove
- 2:11:16Speaker 3: coups in the grove, the Cataract's thunders, jar rapids swirl,
- 2:11:23Speaker 3: white and hiss. Peoples in temples of love echo their anthems.
- 2:11:30Speaker 3: Afar diapasans of bliss, great flux of the world, O
- 2:11:38Speaker 3: sea blood of Earth's wild, pulsing veins beating to orbs Afar.
- 2:11:47Speaker 3: Your life and mine cannot be unlinked with God's joys
- 2:11:53Speaker 3: and pains here or in throbbing star liszt as its
- 2:12:00Speaker 3: music unbraids list to the much sounding sea. List to
- 2:12:08Speaker 3: the repetand note multiplex tone of the sea, refrain of grief,
- 2:12:15Speaker 3: of mirth, violet air, afloat far, borne to mountain, and
- 2:12:23Speaker 3: lee to the home of its birth. End of poem.
- 2:12:31Speaker 3: This recording is in the public domain.
- 2:12:39Speaker 1: Summer Fog by Theodore Harding Rand read for LibriVox dot
- 2:12:45Speaker 1: org by Nemo. Summer fog one waft of beaten brine
- 2:12:53Speaker 1: of the bay, tonic keen is steeling, strife, blowing, wet
- 2:12:58Speaker 1: and cool in my face, tang of bitter, savor of life.
- 2:13:03Speaker 1: Two billows, calm of white as fog over ships and homes,
- 2:13:08Speaker 1: now roll, breath of sea in quest of heaven, groping,
- 2:13:13Speaker 1: blind as human soul, blearing, hiding, muffling all life itself
- 2:13:19Speaker 1: laid under the shroud. Three breath blown veils of faltering mist,
- 2:13:27Speaker 1: filmy dreams of luminous cloud, shifting curtains, fret with air, noiseless,
- 2:13:33Speaker 1: sped as northern lights opening, shutting gaps of blue, gleams
- 2:13:38Speaker 1: and glories, glooms and nights torn by winds and riven
- 2:13:43Speaker 1: in spray, borne afar or pine trees tall clinging round
- 2:13:48Speaker 1: the mountain crest, melting azure roofing all four mystic phantom
- 2:13:57Speaker 1: mime of life, witching visions, vanishing play belts of shadow,
- 2:14:03Speaker 1: rending veils, cloudless dome of perfect day five come again,
- 2:14:11Speaker 1: white vapor of seas blow thy pungent balm in my face,
- 2:14:16Speaker 1: soft delusions we've o'er earth, charm me up to Heaven's embrace.
- 2:14:24Speaker 1: And a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 2:14:33Speaker 4: The Arethusa by Theodore hardingrad red for librevox dot org
- 2:14:40Speaker 4: by Larry Wilson. The Arethusa A pearly boat am I
- 2:14:46Speaker 4: from silver crag, I hail rot of the sea and
- 2:14:50Speaker 4: sky freighted with moonbeams pale. I hoist my purple sails
- 2:14:55Speaker 4: to catch the star beams gold and furl them in
- 2:14:58Speaker 4: the gales. The sun un blows over bold rainbows and
- 2:15:03Speaker 4: flying tints, and sunset's crimson glow a thousand gleams and
- 2:15:07Speaker 4: glints all day to come and go. But as the
- 2:15:10Speaker 4: silver moon rolls up, the breathless blue and all the
- 2:15:13Speaker 4: stars in swoon are hidden from my view. I open
- 2:15:16Speaker 4: my hatches wide and laid with pearl and sheen, to
- 2:15:20Speaker 4: deck my home bound bride. The Basin's peerless Queen in
- 2:15:26Speaker 4: the poem. This recording is in the public domain. Diane
- 2:15:36Speaker 4: and Fundy by Theodore Hardingrand, red for LibriVox dot org
- 2:15:41Speaker 4: by Larry Wilson. Diane in Fundy designs for a time piece.
- 2:15:48Speaker 4: One the Enchantress and Silver shown on sapphire pavement, clear fare.
- 2:15:55Speaker 4: Diane walks the over arching night her spell. She lays great,
- 2:16:00Speaker 4: Fundy leaps with cheer, she breaks, he flees in elemental might.
- 2:16:07Speaker 4: Two The Lovers Diane Pale Diane selling the upper seas,
- 2:16:13Speaker 4: searching for lover lost on Earth's lone beach, and Fundy
- 2:16:17Speaker 4: forward backward, ceaselessly by love's impulsion, borne to utmost reach.
- 2:16:25Speaker 4: Three Art and Science Dian with silver robe from her
- 2:16:30Speaker 4: shoulders flung and Fundy with his tidal arc and gage
- 2:16:34Speaker 4: beating as a great pendulum. Fourth swung the seconds of
- 2:16:38Speaker 4: the geologic age end a poem. This recording is in
- 2:16:45Speaker 4: the public domain. The Old Fisher's Song by Theodore Hardingrand
- 2:16:56Speaker 4: read for Librevox dot org by Larry Wilson. The Old
- 2:17:02Speaker 4: Fishers saw from the broad shouldered caboquids, we saw prone
- 2:17:08Speaker 4: blomidin in lotos eye to repose the immemorial vigil lapsed
- 2:17:14Speaker 4: to dream. The basin lay as if in calm of swoon,
- 2:17:18Speaker 4: upon the bosom of the breathing tide. The drifting ships
- 2:17:21Speaker 4: wide winged in air in sea, sailed double on a
- 2:17:25Speaker 4: single keel, a ship in either stilly heaven above beneath.
- 2:17:31Speaker 4: The day was warm, and as we lay beside the
- 2:17:34Speaker 4: woodland brook and watched the Pinfish play, we saw the
- 2:17:37Speaker 4: sky within a silver pool, like a great vase of
- 2:17:41Speaker 4: lapis Lazuli veined with the feathery spray of cirrus cloud,
- 2:17:46Speaker 4: while cumuli in spotless beauty bloomed therein a garden of
- 2:17:50Speaker 4: the gods, and all the pool seemed fragrant with the
- 2:17:53Speaker 4: myriad squeets. There's promise, a fair marl, Harold said. The
- 2:17:58Speaker 4: witness of the sea and wood is one. The hissing brine,
- 2:18:02Speaker 4: moonstruck comes vengeful up its iron gateways with remorseless flood.
- 2:18:08Speaker 4: This little brooken rage and foam tears through a hundred hills.
- 2:18:12Speaker 4: Each sets a mirror at our feet of beauty self,
- 2:18:16Speaker 4: And so I ween the fury of the age will
- 2:18:19Speaker 4: end as full of calm as are this sea and
- 2:18:22Speaker 4: pool of heaven, and breasting an old path to the
- 2:18:26Speaker 4: carved shore where fell at ebb. The sea green billows clear.
- 2:18:30Speaker 4: The path o'er tangled, thick with alder, hung with tags
- 2:18:34Speaker 4: that take the rich brown van dye, gloved and cool,
- 2:18:37Speaker 4: with dusky air, in which all still high, bright and
- 2:18:41Speaker 4: fronted fern andchened spruce swam deep in voiceless sea of
- 2:18:46Speaker 4: wild wood balm. My eye had sight of emerald moss
- 2:18:49Speaker 4: and bells that wreathe the bearded rocks that once were fired. Ho,
- 2:18:55Speaker 4: here's where the fissure lives. Who sings all day while
- 2:18:58Speaker 4: fingering nets and chance the tide to sleep? Cried Harold,
- 2:19:02Speaker 4: as he tends his sains at night. Some threescore souls
- 2:19:06Speaker 4: like his would make a state, and one such state
- 2:19:09Speaker 4: the Golden Age. This old man never knows when spring
- 2:19:13Speaker 4: is past. The pipes of Robin song from May to May,
- 2:19:18Speaker 4: a fresh blown, breezy song of coming good. He's piping now,
- 2:19:23Speaker 4: heirs of the century, sons of the next, hearten your spirits,
- 2:19:27Speaker 4: your souls, keep em vex'd. There's an ebb in the tide.
- 2:19:30Speaker 4: There's an open sea wide, But where sun and star dart,
- 2:19:34Speaker 4: you've a trustworthy chart beside the wave worn cliffs painted
- 2:19:38Speaker 4: with rainbows of a thousand storms. We sat us down
- 2:19:41Speaker 4: and took ungrateful cheek and brow the walking winds that
- 2:19:45Speaker 4: yesterborne far out Atlantic's gray and resting wastes in awful tempests.
- 2:19:50Speaker 4: Smote the full winged ship and plucked it naked to
- 2:19:54Speaker 4: the hungry deep. Peace is of conflict born, i said,
- 2:20:00Speaker 4: and good seems rooted. Often. Ill man gropes in fog,
- 2:20:06Speaker 4: and is a child tossed in a cockle shell. The
- 2:20:10Speaker 4: stars wink over him and then are gone. The sun
- 2:20:13Speaker 4: is not, and when he deems hes lost, the shore
- 2:20:17Speaker 4: breaks forth in silver. Welcome sweet care for the coming man,
- 2:20:21Speaker 4: heirs of the race. Hearten your spirits, gird, quicken your pace.
- 2:20:26Speaker 4: There's a sound in the air, there are trumpets a blair,
- 2:20:29Speaker 4: and there's nothing to dread. You've God overhead. The sirens
- 2:20:32Speaker 4: once were symbol of chief fears that met the hardy
- 2:20:35Speaker 4: mariners on Life's man, said Harold musingly. But now the
- 2:20:40Speaker 4: coast is set with sirens groaning. Lest he touched the
- 2:20:43Speaker 4: isle mist veiled and hooded white with fog. But cruel,
- 2:20:47Speaker 4: as the sisters Twain of Death science to day the
- 2:20:52Speaker 4: witchery of the past turns into truth to guide the
- 2:20:55Speaker 4: course of man tracks to its lair disease, and both
- 2:20:59Speaker 4: in flames suedued to service of the struggling race, while
- 2:21:04Speaker 4: breeze of health begins to fan alike the cheeks of
- 2:21:07Speaker 4: rich and poor in sitting ways, and wisdom cries aloud
- 2:21:11Speaker 4: in every street you the world, ages, saviors of man,
- 2:21:16Speaker 4: hearten your spirits, lay open God's plan, labor, hungers, and waste,
- 2:21:20Speaker 4: while love terries nor hastes. Yet the notes round and clear,
- 2:21:24Speaker 4: the full time draweth near. But what of man's grim
- 2:21:27Speaker 4: lust and greed? Said I? The comradeship of stars and
- 2:21:32Speaker 4: night is not more awful than is that of man
- 2:21:36Speaker 4: with sin, nor shows more steadfast purpose against the light.
- 2:21:40Speaker 4: The sky and air, fresh washed with summer rain forthwith
- 2:21:44Speaker 4: begin to cloud with haze and smoke, till smit again
- 2:21:48Speaker 4: with lightning's wrath, and torn by buffet of the thunder's
- 2:21:52Speaker 4: pealing voice. So hath it been with man till judgment
- 2:21:57Speaker 4: ire reddens in vain to purge his murky sky and
- 2:22:01Speaker 4: flash the light of God upon his soul. The beastly
- 2:22:05Speaker 4: lure of drunkenness that cloaks it south in the white
- 2:22:08Speaker 4: mattle of the Christ delusions, one that prints mirage for
- 2:22:13Speaker 4: sight on eyes of civic crown and nations too, or
- 2:22:17Speaker 4: unclean faith a soils in simple hearts, the simpering guile
- 2:22:22Speaker 4: that toys with capital and robs the workmen of his
- 2:22:27Speaker 4: honest wage, while like the surgy murmurs of the sea,
- 2:22:30Speaker 4: sounds out the moan of willing labour's voice, or bread
- 2:22:34Speaker 4: to fill its famished children's mouths. The lust of power
- 2:22:38Speaker 4: to sit in place of God and to turn for
- 2:22:41Speaker 4: selfish ends, the wheels of fate of fellow man. These
- 2:22:45Speaker 4: wait a day of doom. Heirs of the century, suns
- 2:22:50Speaker 4: of renown lift up humanities brought kingdom and crown. There's
- 2:22:54Speaker 4: a purpose repleat to put all meet man's feet, and
- 2:22:57Speaker 4: we see it begun in the Virgin's crowned sun. Injustice,
- 2:23:02Speaker 4: Harald said, with eye that burned like a star is
- 2:23:06Speaker 4: the devil's own trade mark. And hottess comes from Hell
- 2:23:11Speaker 4: through saintly hands. The race of man is in the making,
- 2:23:15Speaker 4: yet hypocrisy still deftly apes true worth. Thus prophesying universal
- 2:23:22Speaker 4: good nature is none committal of her end. But God
- 2:23:26Speaker 4: is hiding not man's destiny. Yon fitful beacon flares the
- 2:23:31Speaker 4: dark night through, and then the kindling clouds days, heralds,
- 2:23:36Speaker 4: burning golden dawn earth skyward crags, which thirst for news
- 2:23:41Speaker 4: from God, are bathed in heavenly light, and from their
- 2:23:45Speaker 4: sunrise shoulders, the full morn shoots farthest splendors of its
- 2:23:50Speaker 4: coming noon, the shadows of a fleeing night, Yet dim
- 2:23:54Speaker 4: the age and mask A hundred ills is good, more
- 2:23:57Speaker 4: eager grasped at, since they haste away. But from the
- 2:24:00Speaker 4: slopes there pours a clear new light, divinely erred above
- 2:24:04Speaker 4: that of the sun. Philosophy of schools, nor science wise,
- 2:24:09Speaker 4: nor labor of itself. Life's secret finds that fulfills the
- 2:24:14Speaker 4: promise of man's vermial bloom. Tis love alone, can she
- 2:24:18Speaker 4: the alien's sword and crown mankind in his own kingdom, Lord,
- 2:24:23Speaker 4: heirs of the coming age, makers of man, the Christ,
- 2:24:27Speaker 4: be your pattern. I choose with Elam. There's a presence
- 2:24:31Speaker 4: at Han, there's a voice of command. It is Love,
- 2:24:35Speaker 4: King of men, al aluyah ahmen. And as we turned
- 2:24:40Speaker 4: toward home by open beach, the ways were loud and
- 2:24:44Speaker 4: clamor on the shore, but over all and far away
- 2:24:48Speaker 4: we caught the drifting chant of the old Christian seer.
- 2:24:52Speaker 4: It is Love King of men, Allelujah, Amen in the
- 2:24:59Speaker 4: poor well. This recording is in the public domain. Nora
- 2:25:09Speaker 4: Lee by Theodore hardingrand Red for Liprivox dot Org by
- 2:25:14Speaker 4: Larry Wilson. Nora Lee away from health into the south,
- 2:25:22Speaker 4: A staunch, brave ship left harbor mouth. The easter bell
- 2:25:26Speaker 4: all sails aswell gallantly swept to sea, they tell, and
- 2:25:31Speaker 4: Norah flamed like one ashamed when her fair sailor man
- 2:25:34Speaker 4: they named three moons, did heap the cresting deep. Since
- 2:25:38Speaker 4: Nora Lee was wet at deep up from the dim
- 2:25:42Speaker 4: gray ocean's rim, no tidings came of ship for him.
- 2:25:46Speaker 4: A sea gull's wing would make her sing, and I
- 2:25:49Speaker 4: with smiles her wedding ring a signal high flew in
- 2:25:53Speaker 4: the sky. She knew the easter bell was nigh, and
- 2:25:56Speaker 4: pulled a rose, as wife that knows her good man
- 2:25:59Speaker 4: cometh at the close the white ship came twas not
- 2:26:04Speaker 4: the name, and Nora Lee was not the same. The
- 2:26:08Speaker 4: craking grim and dream did swim beside the easter bell,
- 2:26:12Speaker 4: and him the ocean's well and harbor bell chimed in
- 2:26:16Speaker 4: an endless passing knell. In gleaming green of breaker's sheen,
- 2:26:20Speaker 4: the pallid light of death was seen, the shaping clouds,
- 2:26:24Speaker 4: the mist like shrouds, floated in ever thickening crowds, till
- 2:26:29Speaker 4: piping wind. Her blood did bind Rose by the phantoms
- 2:26:33Speaker 4: of the mind. Cheer up, good wife. The neighbor's rife
- 2:26:36Speaker 4: set all the bell has charmid life, brave captain head.
- 2:26:42Speaker 4: No dawn of reel in vain e'er signaled him. Tis said,
- 2:26:47Speaker 4: of all this town, from foot to crown, no sailor
- 2:26:50Speaker 4: has so just renown the winds that blow, the reefs
- 2:26:54Speaker 4: that grow each one but heart ye'd know, he'd know
- 2:27:00Speaker 4: some night, full soon, or morn or noon, the bell
- 2:27:04Speaker 4: will fly her home gussoon. The days they came and
- 2:27:08Speaker 4: went the same, the moons, the tides, the mists, the flame.
- 2:27:14Speaker 4: And Norah said, since I was wed six moons the
- 2:27:18Speaker 4: heaping tides have led in gloom. My pine love makes
- 2:27:23Speaker 4: him mine alive or dead. I'll throw the line. She
- 2:27:28Speaker 4: pulled a rose, as wife that knows her good man
- 2:27:31Speaker 4: cometh at the close. Three neighbors true with her. She
- 2:27:35Speaker 4: drew to the gray shore, and calling through but passionately
- 2:27:40Speaker 4: far to the deep. The life line good wives always keep,
- 2:27:45Speaker 4: Oh Mike, my man, my dear good man, the line,
- 2:27:50Speaker 4: the line, my dear good man, calling so sore down
- 2:27:55Speaker 4: the shore. As fell the wintry surges roar across the
- 2:27:59Speaker 4: line of foaming brine. Low answer came that litter an.
- 2:28:04Speaker 4: The neighbors three with Nora Lee, all heard the words
- 2:28:07Speaker 4: from out the sea. Yet none e'er said what passed
- 2:28:11Speaker 4: the wed A fearsome awe o'er them was spread. When
- 2:28:15Speaker 4: next boon fell, the easter bell sailed into harbor, as
- 2:28:19Speaker 4: they tell with silk Gussoon a stream of boone, and Norah,
- 2:28:24Speaker 4: in her calm did croon and softly tell I knew
- 2:28:29Speaker 4: it well. His head at tosseth with weed and shell
- 2:28:35Speaker 4: and a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 2:28:45Speaker 4: To W by Theodore Hardingrand read for LibriVox dot org
- 2:28:50Speaker 4: by Larry Wilson. To W Neural and heiml Arch, you say,
- 2:28:57Speaker 4: tell out man's history to day. Brain and mechanics have
- 2:29:01Speaker 4: their way the structure, then sole test of kin. The
- 2:29:06Speaker 4: ape from man in form and skin is far as
- 2:29:09Speaker 4: holiness from sin emotion. Swears with hand uplift. That beauty
- 2:29:15Speaker 4: is no mere makeshift significance. The vine is drift, beauty
- 2:29:19Speaker 4: of sound, articulate speech, Lorries and pies might simions teach
- 2:29:25Speaker 4: these therefore nearer to man reach, while nightingale and mocking
- 2:29:30Speaker 4: bird approach in music's heavily word closer than mammal e'er conferred.
- 2:29:37Speaker 4: Were structure and function parallel, the word might break the
- 2:29:41Speaker 4: mystic spell, but function doth its tests compelled upward to man.
- 2:29:46Speaker 4: The beaver deft in structure, gains of tail bereft. But
- 2:29:50Speaker 4: if there were no house skill left, and if in
- 2:29:53Speaker 4: structure beavers be in tooth and larynx, nearer me than
- 2:29:57Speaker 4: flirting backbird in ash tree, his song beyond all such
- 2:30:01Speaker 4: control comes up in kindred echo roll with those that
- 2:30:05Speaker 4: tremble in my soul. True. In mechanics, there is seen
- 2:30:09Speaker 4: a gross resemblance in the mean of ape and man,
- 2:30:14Speaker 4: though nigh and clean, but grosser want of function shown
- 2:30:18Speaker 4: of human attribute and tone, sweet, rhythmic utterance, unknown, beauty
- 2:30:24Speaker 4: of form, proportion, fare, and dignity, all wanting there Though
- 2:30:30Speaker 4: neural and hemal arch compare of structure, all you find
- 2:30:35Speaker 4: is that a function it performs whereat thus or thus
- 2:30:39Speaker 4: of sights come at, and yet you truly know far
- 2:30:42Speaker 4: more feeling from out her open door affirms his speech
- 2:30:47Speaker 4: of beauty's lore. Oohossom, beauteous, pleasant tune, inspiriting and nobling,
- 2:30:54Speaker 4: true or contrivance, each as is due. But no account
- 2:31:01Speaker 4: of this you take, your thoughts are polarized, and make
- 2:31:05Speaker 4: an open sea of a tiny lake. You don't believe
- 2:31:08Speaker 4: the colors of birds and insects are God's painted words
- 2:31:12Speaker 4: to please the master of his herds, mere Mark's ancestral
- 2:31:16Speaker 4: once of use, now useless as an empty cruise, deriv'd
- 2:31:21Speaker 4: but not design'd. You tuse yet, why such skillful pains
- 2:31:26Speaker 4: bestow that colors once had use to show vain zeal,
- 2:31:31Speaker 4: since that you cannot know fruitless your words? Is it
- 2:31:35Speaker 4: not plain design'd or not? Like April rain? The end
- 2:31:39Speaker 4: achieved is man's high gain. Tis folly to attempt Truth's
- 2:31:44Speaker 4: goal with logic gott of half the soul, Truth will
- 2:31:48Speaker 4: not have the half, but whole beauty. God's gladness seen
- 2:31:54Speaker 4: in time lights up Truth's calm, white face, sublime with
- 2:31:58Speaker 4: radiance of the golden prime. Shall you and I look
- 2:32:03Speaker 4: down for light? Nay? Upward. Let us fix our sight
- 2:32:07Speaker 4: downwards the awful gulf of knights in the poem. This
- 2:32:14Speaker 4: recording is in the public domain. Marie de Peur by
- 2:32:24Speaker 4: Theodore Hardingrand read for libribox dot Org by Larry Wilson.
- 2:32:31Speaker 4: Marie de Peur, not with her outward eyes, but with
- 2:32:36Speaker 4: her mind, her living soul, her faith, For she was blind.
- 2:32:42Speaker 4: Marie de Pure, with simple, loving heart, had seen the
- 2:32:46Speaker 4: Christ and chosen the good part. She never thought, with
- 2:32:50Speaker 4: Milton in his pride, does God exact day labor like denied,
- 2:32:56Speaker 4: but gave her willing hands as one who saw deftly
- 2:32:59Speaker 4: to plate for use the yellow straw. With humble workers
- 2:33:04Speaker 4: of her craft, she wrought for daily bread, and Christ's
- 2:33:07Speaker 4: great lesson taught that love the life far more than
- 2:33:10Speaker 4: meat regards and body more than raiment sweet with nards.
- 2:33:16Speaker 4: For when the pastor, who like John had leaned upon
- 2:33:19Speaker 4: the Master's breast, spoke words that ye'd the pity of
- 2:33:23Speaker 4: his heart for those that sit in heathen knight nor
- 2:33:26Speaker 4: no Christ's torch is lit. Marie du Pure, her soul
- 2:33:30Speaker 4: winged like a dove, eager to bear the news of
- 2:33:33Speaker 4: light and love, gave of her humble toil more than
- 2:33:37Speaker 4: they all, since love make willing answer to Love's call. Amaze.
- 2:33:43Speaker 4: The man of God to Marie, said, your gift is great,
- 2:33:48Speaker 4: A part I take instead, But she, with sweet insistence
- 2:33:52Speaker 4: bake him. Nay. I am richer far than those who
- 2:33:57Speaker 4: see the day, These workers of the golden straw, by
- 2:34:00Speaker 4: oil when darkness falls, that they may see to toil
- 2:34:05Speaker 4: that I am blind. I need no oil for light.
- 2:34:09Speaker 4: I give this love lit lamp for darker light. Marie
- 2:34:14Speaker 4: de pure, a sweet and gracious beam. Speed from thy
- 2:34:19Speaker 4: burning lamp, a christ like gleam to those who in
- 2:34:22Speaker 4: darkness sit in some who without serving prey Thy kingdom
- 2:34:26Speaker 4: come in a poem. This recording is in the public domain.
- 2:34:39Speaker 4: By the Love by Theodore Hardingrand, read for LibriVox dot
- 2:34:44Speaker 4: Org by Larry Wilson. By the Love an Easter idol,
- 2:34:53Speaker 4: twelve months agone, the beauteous face, all white with pity,
- 2:34:57Speaker 4: as a wave with foam sank in the dark dark
- 2:35:00Speaker 4: of death. Four summers and the wafture of the fifth
- 2:35:04Speaker 4: had poured their cataract of gold far down the shining
- 2:35:07Speaker 4: shoulders of the seraph boy. While love, a father's and
- 2:35:11Speaker 4: a mother's hung above its laughter, like a thing divine,
- 2:35:16Speaker 4: o golden head that drifted down to death, sweet eye
- 2:35:20Speaker 4: and voice by silence, swift devoured Don's kiss upon the
- 2:35:25Speaker 4: forehead of the day. The fresh blown surge of grief
- 2:35:28Speaker 4: was steeled, and Halcyon hoped, her azure wings outspread, as
- 2:35:33Speaker 4: the hollow sky on eastern Morne was like a lily
- 2:35:37Speaker 4: filled with golden light. Swift through the hush of death.
- 2:35:41Speaker 4: The thrill of light touched the still cords of the
- 2:35:45Speaker 4: fair mother's heart and woke unquenchable desire to lay white
- 2:35:49Speaker 4: lilies from the dark som mother Earth upon the tomb
- 2:35:53Speaker 4: or circled like a dove her winged hopes the tomb
- 2:35:57Speaker 4: where long ago white angels watched the birth of life
- 2:36:01Speaker 4: anew Beside the lily mounds, she lingered long, her rising
- 2:36:08Speaker 4: soul pushed at the gates of death till like a
- 2:36:12Speaker 4: creek from which the moon has drunk the tide, they yawned,
- 2:36:16Speaker 4: empty and bare of hope. All spectral grew her heart
- 2:36:20Speaker 4: with tearless grief, as some sweet plot of lichens rept
- 2:36:24Speaker 4: a brain. There are no angels now, she said, to
- 2:36:30Speaker 4: roll the stone away, Oh that he now were here
- 2:36:33Speaker 4: to raise my dead, if tis not all myths. And
- 2:36:37Speaker 4: as she spoke, she lived a bitter face into the
- 2:36:40Speaker 4: eye of the bright easter day. Not far away she
- 2:36:44Speaker 4: saw a little child of Scarce, five years, and drawing
- 2:36:48Speaker 4: near she knew him, one who never felt the mother's kiss,
- 2:36:52Speaker 4: now sitting at the grave where one long month had
- 2:36:55Speaker 4: slept his father Kith nor Kin bequeath'd the boy in
- 2:37:00Speaker 4: the wide circle of the earth. She knew that rose
- 2:37:03Speaker 4: and rosebud on the stem. Father and child had crimsoned
- 2:37:07Speaker 4: life with love, and that the wind of death had
- 2:37:11Speaker 4: snatched the rose and left the unsheltered bud alone. Yet,
- 2:37:16Speaker 4: blinded by the night of her own grief, Scarce had
- 2:37:19Speaker 4: she seen his golden day's eclipse. Now swift she marked
- 2:37:24Speaker 4: the tender mobile lips, the spirit light a glow, and
- 2:37:28Speaker 4: eye on brow, and the rare beauty of the noble face.
- 2:37:33Speaker 4: Is your name? Mary? Fearlessly he asked who with the
- 2:37:37Speaker 4: angels talked when the great stone was rolled away. Oh, no,
- 2:37:42Speaker 4: dear child, she said, whom are you looking for? With
- 2:37:48Speaker 4: Reverend Mien yet eager voice, Poor Jesus, said the child.
- 2:37:56Speaker 4: Oh Jesus is not here, my darling boy. He's risen.
- 2:37:59Speaker 4: You know, yes, said the wistful face. I've waited here
- 2:38:06Speaker 4: all day for him to come and raise my father up.
- 2:38:10Speaker 4: I've thought perhaps he sent you tis so late to
- 2:38:14Speaker 4: bid me stay a little. Oh tis never too late
- 2:38:17Speaker 4: for Jesus, he said, and rushed away the tear. He's
- 2:38:22Speaker 4: sure to come, for tis the rising day. The woman
- 2:38:26Speaker 4: stooped to kiss the wondrous boy and sat beside him
- 2:38:30Speaker 4: there upon the grave and sobbed like organs. Wept by
- 2:38:34Speaker 4: the master's hand. What makes you cry, Perhaps your father's
- 2:38:40Speaker 4: here to be raised up. No, my darling, but my child,
- 2:38:46Speaker 4: He stroked the woman's hand. Don't cry, he said, Jesus
- 2:38:52Speaker 4: does not forget the rising day. He'll surely come and
- 2:38:56Speaker 4: give to you your child and me my father. He
- 2:39:00Speaker 4: will come to night. I saw the two men who
- 2:39:03Speaker 4: from Ammaeus came go by it early morn, and Jesus
- 2:39:07Speaker 4: will meet them and turn in this way, come as
- 2:39:11Speaker 4: they in wonder all about his dying talk and rising too.
- 2:39:15Speaker 4: The men will know him not, but I shall. I
- 2:39:19Speaker 4: will call him to stop and raise my father up.
- 2:39:24Speaker 4: How shall you know him, my dear boy, she asked, Oh,
- 2:39:30Speaker 4: by his smile and by the picture father showed me once,
- 2:39:35Speaker 4: but with his hands upon his heaving breast. I'll know
- 2:39:39Speaker 4: him best by the love I keep in the air,
- 2:39:43Speaker 4: shall you? She said? And are you sure you'll know
- 2:39:47Speaker 4: your father my own father, said the boy with wondering voice.
- 2:39:53Speaker 4: I'll know him by the love, and so will you,
- 2:39:57Speaker 4: you child. They will not look the same, for Jesus
- 2:40:01Speaker 4: did not, but they knew him by his love, and
- 2:40:06Speaker 4: finer grew the face as the fond, lingering voice in
- 2:40:09Speaker 4: love's own tones repeated, and will know them by the love. Moveless.
- 2:40:17Speaker 4: A moment, as the tide had full her heart hung
- 2:40:20Speaker 4: in a balance, and as its tremulous deeps swayed to
- 2:40:24Speaker 4: the signs of heaven, its wave broke o'er the banks
- 2:40:28Speaker 4: of self to life Philip, she cried and clasped him
- 2:40:33Speaker 4: in her arms. Jesus has gone to heaven, and I
- 2:40:37Speaker 4: am sent by him to take you to your father.
- 2:40:40Speaker 4: Now come with faith strong as the noonday's sight instant.
- 2:40:45Speaker 4: The child clasped home her trembling hand, and passed without
- 2:40:50Speaker 4: the gates or backward, looked silent. He went for expectation
- 2:40:56Speaker 4: held him fast, and a great light was on her face,
- 2:41:00Speaker 4: entering her home she bade that food be given to
- 2:41:03Speaker 4: the famished boy, And when the maid brought milk, honey,
- 2:41:07Speaker 4: and bread with broiled fish, he said with exultation.
- 2:41:12Speaker 5: Now I know this is the house. It's all here,
- 2:41:16Speaker 5: just the same, and he'll be here to night. With
- 2:41:20Speaker 5: winged feet, the wife sped up the stair to meet
- 2:41:23Speaker 5: her husband's step, and in a rapture told him all
- 2:41:28Speaker 5: and of the wonder heart below heaven, a fair child,
- 2:41:33Speaker 5: an angel boy has sent our stone to roll away
- 2:41:36Speaker 5: for us. His vision is no less than for himself,
- 2:41:40Speaker 5: O husband, this is life's supremest hour for us. I
- 2:41:45Speaker 5: shall know.
- 2:41:46Speaker 4: Him by the love. Sweetly, he says, it shall be so. Indeed,
- 2:41:51Speaker 4: cried the father's yearning heart. As she returned, the child
- 2:41:55Speaker 4: most eager said, in a sweet voice, half sob but
- 2:41:58Speaker 4: full of hope. Go wash my face and comb my
- 2:42:03Speaker 4: hair before I see my father. Tis not too late
- 2:42:06Speaker 4: yet the touch of the ineffable child trust pierced deep
- 2:42:11Speaker 4: her heart. Yet with assuring tones, the words fell Philip,
- 2:42:16Speaker 4: come let us now go to him. The hours opened
- 2:42:22Speaker 4: on a face noble with and winsome sweet Those smiles
- 2:42:26Speaker 4: were close to tears, as azure bird a mountain stream
- 2:42:30Speaker 4: halts a brief moment on some jutting crag ere as
- 2:42:34Speaker 4: a flash of streamy lighted leaves the dewy darkness of
- 2:42:39Speaker 4: the trickling dell. So for a moment halted, the sweet
- 2:42:42Speaker 4: child took one step forward, and then leapt into the
- 2:42:46Speaker 4: arms where death shade once was deep as night, but
- 2:42:49Speaker 4: where colm mingling love now glads the gloom, all lit
- 2:42:53Speaker 4: by the sweet azure of the heart. With head thrown
- 2:42:57Speaker 4: back and questioning eyes agaze. Father, you are changed, he said,
- 2:43:06Speaker 4: But by the love we know each other, by the love.
- 2:43:10Speaker 2: The love.
- 2:43:11Speaker 4: A father's heaving heart did echo, sweet the love, the love,
- 2:43:18Speaker 4: and nestling down upon the manly breast, the curly head
- 2:43:23Speaker 4: soft stroked and sued with all the lulla. Eyes of
- 2:43:26Speaker 4: love was rocked like Harbord's sail to rest of sleep,
- 2:43:31Speaker 4: lapped in the love which fed his simple faith, and
- 2:43:35Speaker 4: poured a golden easter in the heart of her who
- 2:43:39Speaker 4: groped in darkness among the tombs in a poem. This
- 2:43:45Speaker 4: reporting is in the public domain. End of at Minus
- 2:43:50Speaker 4: Mason and other poems by Theodore Harding wrand