Latham Cornell Strong
DIED DECEMBER , 1879.
Grim death has hushed the soft, melodious sound
That filled thy spirit, and the vital flame,
Engendering noble thoughts that graced thy name,
Is spent, while dismal ashes strew the ground.
Thy worshiped muse with thee in plenty found
Delicious charm and beauty without blame;
Yet, while thy laurels were prepared by Fame,
Thou didst not wait to be supremely crowned!
Oh, pious pilgrim in the paths of art,
Thy gentle labor has not been in vain,
Exalting excellence, combating wrong!
For all thy words were warm unto the heart,
And ere thy days were done men saw thee gain
The rare and radiant Mecca of sweet song!
Grim death has hushed the soft, melodious sound
That filled thy spirit, and the vital flame,
Engendering noble thoughts that graced thy name,
Is spent, while dismal ashes strew the ground.
Thy worshiped muse with thee in plenty found
Delicious charm and beauty without blame;
Yet, while thy laurels were prepared by Fame,
Thou didst not wait to be supremely crowned!
Oh, pious pilgrim in the paths of art,
Thy gentle labor has not been in vain,
Exalting excellence, combating wrong!
For all thy words were warm unto the heart,
And ere thy days were done men saw thee gain
The rare and radiant Mecca of sweet song!
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