Mundi et Cordis De Rebus Sempiternis et Temporariis: Carmina. Poems and Sonnets. By Thomas Wade |
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THE “NEWSPAPER.” |
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1. THE “NEWSPAPER.”
It goeth forth, an instrument of power,
Ruling and ruled by Great Society;
Noting the human business of the hour,
With retrospection far, and prophecy;
Showing the world the world, and to the tide
Of Time its own vast flowings—self-supplied!
Ruling and ruled by Great Society;
Noting the human business of the hour,
With retrospection far, and prophecy;
Showing the world the world, and to the tide
Of Time its own vast flowings—self-supplied!
A wondrous and a mighty Thing it is,
Speaking to distant millions as to near;
Rousing all passions and all sympathies,
And forcing the earth's space to disappear
By its connecting course o'er all the lands,
Which makes the globe's antipodes shake hands!
Speaking to distant millions as to near;
Rousing all passions and all sympathies,
And forcing the earth's space to disappear
By its connecting course o'er all the lands,
Which makes the globe's antipodes shake hands!
Before its all-detecting, all-proclaiming
And all-truth-telling voice, the Tyrant's throne
And the bald Bigot's altar, heavenward flaming
With fires derived from hell, quiver and groan;
For it is clothed in liberty and light,
And casts destroying sun-shafts through their night!
And all-truth-telling voice, the Tyrant's throne
And the bald Bigot's altar, heavenward flaming
With fires derived from hell, quiver and groan;
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And casts destroying sun-shafts through their night!
Hail it, ye stirring Millions! as your Saver
From the Old Law of Things, that kept ye under
The foot-tread of the Few—as the way-paver
To your redemption-goal! And, of its thunder
Ye who sit throned the Joves invisible,
Use the mighty weapon well!
Hide it not in cloudy sphere
Of pale apathy, or fear;
But, ever let its radiant bolts be hurl'd
Against the Giant Ills that still bestride the World!
From the Old Law of Things, that kept ye under
The foot-tread of the Few—as the way-paver
To your redemption-goal! And, of its thunder
Ye who sit throned the Joves invisible,
Use the mighty weapon well!
Hide it not in cloudy sphere
Of pale apathy, or fear;
But, ever let its radiant bolts be hurl'd
Against the Giant Ills that still bestride the World!
| Mundi et Cordis | |