Show 7 I I I I I IN MEMORIAM THEODORE ROOSEVELT 1858 1919 1858 R By George Douglas In the San Francisco Chronicle MEN TUTEN EN come and go bog as comes and goes the sea LJ A tide of life in surging inmany many lands And some strong waves are arc marked by destiny To leave a lasting impress on the sands r Such was waS' the force of him now mourned as dead A ring billow from the oceans ocean's bed bcd o U o U o U o 0 Or like a giant tree on topmost hill J I That in its falling shakes the very earth earth i He leaves leaves' a gap no other man can fit fill I And barbs our grief with sense of his great worth worth- His Nations Nation's flagstaff still t lo IC living tree With roots firm planted in democracy T o o 0 o 0 o 0 i Or as the mighty river when it roars V. v-V. Upon the canyon rocks that lie below belov JAnd J- J And of its never ending volume pours A force recaptured in the dynamo n He was alike the stream and instrument J Through which the current of his ab age c was sento sent sent sentI o 0 0 o 0 o 0 o i I 1 But more than all the forces that he seemed To capture in his concentrating plan fHe r f He held the living spirit and he lie w dreamed Of n naught save sav that which served his fellow man He used his noble mind and heart of gold That all mankind all aU blessings might behold t o 0 o o 0 o 0 His was the tho lofty scorn of turpitude Of subtle frauds that forge a a. peoples people's yoke cr f So deep his loving laving of the multitude v ve He e spoke the common speech of common folk f His was wa the courage ev evil to decry And plainly brand the liar and the lie he I o 0 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 Direct of speech still more direct of thought I v He r saw with lightning glanco glance tho evil thing Nor over ever rested till tho the fight was fo fought n And And error poisoned with his verbal sting 1 His was the pow r the vicious to erase t To kill with the t d corruption perfect t phrase q o U 0 0 1 0 l V Splendid his hatreds nobler still his love j. j o Tb The love of home and country kith and l kin kinT in i Nothing on earth ho valued as above r A The praise of his hia ov n countrymen to win t Proud of tho the land lanel that filled h his is soul with vim vial J I His greatest pride that it was pr proud rood ud of him o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 Coiled Called from the scones alike of love and strife He goes at last to his hin eternal rest Loved Lovell of the land lanci that slued so his life lifo It mourns him North and ami South and East and nd Vest West Nest Deep Desp is the Nations Nation's grief and de deep will all l be Our gratitude e for his blest memory |