isa-normaladvance-1914-00176

Description:	176 THE NORMAL ADVANCEGlutted with the flesh of infants, thousand, He refused to measure life? Yes, if to mea- thousand times oerfilled, sure life in this,Whining abrogates warm life-blood, and re- Four-score years of free, impervious self-ad- fuses to be stilled. justment unto bliss.When with withered chaplets falling some new Thus rebellious gainst old standards, fine of victim yields to him, fibre yet he fell.Hear the multitude of voices cackling out, How far will God count the motive? Only sardonic, grim! God alone can tell.See, he was not strong as we are, should have Something more his life betokens than a creed shunned uneven strife, fallen to the beast,Long ago we could have told you—he refused The Quod evil demonstrandum of the labora- to measure life! tory priest.We have armor strong and tempered, made Galilee long lay in slumber, kept by hills un- the weakest man to fit, touched by light He made his and used not ours—let him pay Did the darkness comprehend it when the light the price for it! shone in the night ?Men could not advise the man to let the livid In the night this subdued creature casts off sin beast alone, and dark distress,He must fight his own way singly—this your Comes forth blazing in his passion from the well-carved corner-stone! Judaean wilderness.His the hand that drew the blind across the Comes a herald, a new Hero and when that window of his life, shall come to pass,Left the soul in deep immurement, pitted long Not a hand will rise to beat him to the level in carnal strife. of the mass.Hush, O men! Ye drew the curtain, it was O the brightness of his features, far surpassingmade of your own cants, human ken,When he scorned to face the struggle with but When the Hero stands in glory pointing to theman-tried implements. light of men!Never hero drew the dark blood, but the Outlook! Uplook! Transcendence of human stroke amazed mankind, craftiness and war,Never dreamer but scorned worn paths, seek- Till the sky-shot passion flies true, piercing to ing better ones to find. the Unveiled Star!Let the seers vision broaden, transcend all our There the strong hand of a Reaper holds the human range, sheaf of all the past,Only cowards cry out against the glittering And the strong hand ever soweth, ever first promise of change. and ever last.
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Collection:	Indiana State University Archives

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