| Show FOBTHE HERALD CREATTTRES OFFICTION As inspired A ready writer weaves a plot And then evokes from pregnant br in The young tbo pure the old the vile The beauty and the beast To grace his mimic world Each at his bidding Playa the part aasiened and at the will Of this imperious Jove Breathe moves and dies Some come and go And going die forever And then again within the ethereal form Which fancy moulds there seems a life Afire and a reality too potent for a shade gg What power Creates and what controls con-trols These beings wbo appear And for the time do live among us Tis true that from the magic wand we grasp The forms arise e Yet by what subtle process hand and pan Can thus create these folk Whose joys and sorrows seem our own Is past our comprehension A maiden fair pure as the breath Of lilies and with heart uasullied by the world And all its ill before us elands At the command of him who gave her life l She wins the smiler and charms the hearts Of all wbo in her hallowed circle move Now she hath served the purpose of the brain Which called her forth from mystic regions re-gions Dimly understood and by the selfsame wand With which he bade her come Be thinks to end that life which then ho I gave But with a pang of deep remora Be hesitates to strike the lovely creature down His heart has knit itself ito her afieci lions And charms which seemed not to exist Do now appear to weld their destinies in one To call her into view seemed but volition A thought evoked her as a mellow tone From sweetest lyre Ah Now she live and living Who shall dare to blot out her existence Be who to please a whim Did this fair presence bring Doth now entwine the tendrils of his soul Around her beauteous form ethereal And when at last t1 to carry on the plot By him conceived He strikes this angel with diegrace or death His heart doth throb and call him j Knave 1 Who thus deetroyeth purity and peace Which all too rare Cries out for love and mercy The thought of man in wondrous motion And illimitable scope grasps out in space Among infinities and who shall say That in this intellectual grip We gather not at times Bright beings of another sphere Who at our wish remain and pose For our delineation If this be so The thought of wrong in any form May cause a tinge of sore regret Which by the chord magnetic in its thrill Alike is felt by them and him Who bid them come as models Thus may arise that sympathetic shock Which artists and all children of the muse Do feel when some lovely work of art Is by the law of fate occalted If all our aspirations Hopes conceits and joys are really beings In etherial state and some great power Doth place them under our control To study from we all must hope And pray for generous ad To guide our acti that we may use These grand imponderables with wisdo B Ably well ABMESE Salt Lake City June 91838 |
