Ogden Standard-Examiner | 1927-11-30 | Page 4 | Old Masters

I OLD MASTERS Mother Iother Earth are aro the tho heroes dead Do they thrill the soul of or the years no more Are tho Iho gleaming snows and the Iho red redAll redAll redAll All that Is left of ot th the bravo bra of ot yore ore Are Aro there none to fight as Theseus fought Far In th the young joung worlds world's misty mist dawn Or to teach t as gray hatred Nestor taught Mother Earth Barth are arc the heroes gone Their armor rings on a a. fairer field Than Greek and Trojan fiercely trod For Freedoms Freedom's sword Is la the blade blado they wield And the gleam above o la ma the smile of ot God So In isis his isle ielo of ot calm delight Jason may sleep tho the lear Carl away For the Iho heroes live and the sky Is bright And the world la is I a braver world today toda 1 Edna Edna D. D B Proctor From He He- roes