! Glass _ Book_ Copyright N°_ COPYRIGHT DEPOSIT. ECHOES ECHOES BY FORBES STRONG WITH Original Illustrations by A. J. SCHMIDT. MADE BY THE WERNER COMPANY, AKRON, OHIO. 7<^ K X 6 Copyrighted 1910, BY FORBES STRONG ©CI.A259861 DEDICATION To My MOTHER: — Affectionately dedicated by The Author, Forbes Strong. INTRODUCTION This world is broad — too broad to span, Its mysteries are too deep for man. How dare one then presume to say, Their views are but the only way? But all can say, of creed or clan, They're aiming for the Spirit Ian'. The Author. ECHOES I Oh! memory: — Thou art divine; Amid the brain cells thou entwine, Bitter or sweet, inscriptions deep That seem to mock while victims weep. What thought has chiseled on the brain Thou calleth back in sad refrain. 10 Echoes II There comes to me a name today Of one whose form is silent clay ; And as my thoughts fly far through space And with the unseen interlace, I feel her presence come so near — I listen with attentive ear To give her life-like vision chance To speak the words her bright eyes glance. Echoes 11 III A mental picture oft doth bring Sweet reminiscence on the wing Of thought, — of loved ones gone from sight : Still fancy paints with strange delight Such life-like scenes, we feel inclined ('Tis no delusion of the mind) To feel and touch the unseen hand Of one who dwells in fairyland. 12 Echoes IV What is it that controls the will ; That guides o'er distance; speeds o'er hill; O'er mountain, ocean; rivals light; — Omniscient in its onward flight? In myst'ry's realm infinite thought Returns with vessels richly fraught; And in that state of dreamland deep I feel our loved ones vigil keep. In revelation, lessons teach To guide us, — yet in silent speech. Oh ! blessed state for scope to dream And visions of our loved ones gleam. o Echoes 13 V One night a mighty presence came And breathed to me a sacred name. "Come stroll with me a little way, While slumb'ring here your form must stay, And I will show you wisdom's light To guide you safely day and night." — We strolled on mossy banks beside A running stream of crystal tide, Short space, when up the mountain steep She gained the top with single leap; With magic touch she placed me there And bade me stand with cautious care. 14 Echoes VI "To step from off this mount/' she cries, "Destruction at the bottom lies." Then swift as thought, on — on she sped; Like frightened fawn from me she fled : While on that mount I stood alone, And dismal were the night winds blown As if to send my feather weight To safety's realm or hades' gate Would only strengthen zephyr's pride; Their interest lent on neither side. Echoes 15 VII In some extremely mystic way A rock, in mid-air, upward lay, While wand'ring breezes kissed its face Of stone, and rolled it on through space. That's death! I thought, it doth not spare E'en one, 'tis monarch of the air. I gazed in silence far through space When on a gilded hill I trace My guide. With ease she climbed the height, While from above shone rays of light. 16 Echo e 3 VIII A vision words cannot deride, With head poised slightly on one side. Symmetrical — her form and face Would those of Venus proudly grace. So gentle, yet with courtly mien, Smilingly bowed that phantom queen. While Angel hosts from every side In kindliness looked on with pride. ** While Angel hosts from every side In kindliness looked on with pride." Echoes 17 IX She charged: "The mount on which you stand "Is earth's domain and dang'rous land. "Keep at the top, if you descend "No helping hand can mortals lend. "If on your soul you make a mar, "Your efforts must erase the scar. "The Golden Rule is wisdom's light; "Keep it well trimmed and plain in sight. "Steer from that deep abyss — vain pride : 'Tis deep and high, 'tis long and wide. 18 Echoes IX (continued) "That rock, called death, that floats above "Is but the touch of purest love. "Nay! Nay! I cannot wait for thee; "I only brought thee here to see "The reed on which man leans is bent; "Profit thereby, 'tis int'rest meant; "And as the night gives place to morn, "This visitation do not scorn "And deem it but an idle dream, "For dreams are oft not what they seem. "Don't trust to the propitious rule. "Each casket must refine its jewel." Echoes 19 X A fog now rises wide and high ; In vain to sight my guide I try ; But cloudy mists overspread my sight, Closing from view that golden light. And as I wander home alone, I marvel that I saw no throne ; Though gazing on angelic shore — The distance an eternal lore — No pearly gate, dividing line Through sacrament of bread and wine. But as the chrysalis, entranced, Shades brilliant hues, so light en- hanced : Transparent as the buoyant air Were deeds exposed to brazen glare. 20 Echi XI Suddenly, consciousness supreme Shone clearly : — 'twas a lucid dream ; But it awakened inner sight To prize the worth of wisdom's light. Mythical it seems to thee — A revelation 'twas to me — Grandly revealing Infinite law Is self redemption; and I saw No cross celestial disc to mar Beyond the mist — "The Gate Ajar." Echoes 21 WHO MADE GOD? Oh! what a mystifying thought That God Himself to this world brought : What did He make Himself of, pray? Surely it was of different clay From that He used for Adam or Eve, For into them He had to breathe. Now, who for Him prepared the way? The Christian folk, "the wind," would say. But this confuses us, you know — What made the gentle zephyrs blow? 22 Echoes Just gaze upon the nothing plan, — And from it came this perfect Man, So full of wisdom, love and light, He made the depth, the wondrous height ; He made the sun and moon to shine ; He made the stars, all things divine ; He made the night, also the day ; He made the dashing, foaming spray. And Scripture says, He made each thing : Now, what unto Himself could bring The breath of life? The nothing plan Could not produce the perfect Man. Deacidified using the Bookkeeper process. Neutralizing agent: Magnesium Oxide Treatment Date: Oct. 2009 PreservationTechnologies A WORLD LEADER IN COLLECTIONS PRESERVATION 111 Thomson Park Drive Cranberry Township. PA 16066 (724) 779-2111 One copy del. to Cat. Div. LIBRARY OF CONFESS