City Ballads Part 2
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The mental equipment I'll tell, if I can, That Nature has given the lovely young man: A set of emotions consistently weak, To go with a creature so gentle and meek; A will no opposing can break or surmount (Concerning all matters of no great account); A reasoning wheel, quite correctly revolved (When used on small questions already resolved); A taste for each gaudy and glistening thing That grows on the vision and dies on the wing.
Elaborate methods and principles crude Encompa.s.s the mental estate of the ----.
[Ill.u.s.tration: "I REACHED MY HAND DOWN FOR IT AND IT STOPPED."]
The outer habiliments hastily scan, Employed in adorning the lovely young man!
His feet two triangular cases have sought, By which his five toes to a focus are brought; The sheathes that enfold his propellers within Are on the most intimate terms with his skin; His starch-tortured collar on tip-toe appears, Desirous of learning the length of his ears; And fifteen-sixteenths of his brain, very nigh, Has run all to blossom and stopped in his tie.
Such some of the splendors mad Fas.h.i.+on has strewed All over the surface comprising the ----.
Oh measure the brief philological span Of the high-pressure words of the lovely young man!-- "B' Jauve! you daun't sayh saw! youah playing it low!
Aw, auyn't she a daisy! I knaw her, y' knaw.
She's thweet on me, somehow, though why I dawn't say, It cawn't be my beauty, it must be my _way_!
Did you not.i.th, laust night, Chawley Johnson's neck-tie?
It paralyzed me, and I thought I should d-i-e!
He's quite a sound fellaw to talk to awhile; It's weally a pity he isn't our style!"
And thus talks forever, with slight interlude, The creature that lately was christened a ----.
Oh boys! there are several hundreds of ways To make yourselves small to the average gaze; Of which some will cost you considerably less, Accomplis.h.i.+ng nearly an equal success.
Go purchase a gilded hand-organ some day, And stand on the corner and solemnly play; Envelop yourselves in the skin of an ape, a.s.suming his methods as well, as his shape; Submit to refined zoological charms, And carry a lap-dog about in your arms; But _don't_ let Destruction upon you intrude.
So far as to make you down into a ----.
I think I saw, a minute's half or less, The young girl who composed this spiteful mess; She watched me pick it up, made a half rush Toward me, and then retreated with a blush.
I called, before she vanished from my vision, "My dear, I think you've lost your composition!"
But she dodged off, as if she seemed to doubt it, And, I suppose, went on to school without it.
Pacing the question over, far and near, I think the little maid was too severe.
Sweet Charity can roof much sin, they tell, Why shouldn't it shelter foolishness as well?
When we draw rein and look about a minute, We see no field but G.o.d is somewhere in it; He made the eagle and the lion, I've heard; Why not the monkey and the chipping-bird?
[_From Arthur Selwyn's Note-book._]
Pavement and window and wall What is the cost of you all?
Parlor and boudoir and stair, Crowded with furniture rare; Gems from the mountains and seas, Spires that out-measure the trees; Chamber and palace and hall-- What is the price of you all?
[_Voices._]
What did we cost? Bend ear; What did we cost? Now hear.
Several millions men, There in the field and fen.
Look! they are stripped and grim, St.u.r.dy of voice and limb.
Painfully, now, they toil Into the sullen soil; Stabbing the hills and meads, Planting the silent seeds.
Into each streaming face Glides the hot sun apace.
You in the thoughtful guise, You with the dreamy eyes-- "Why do you labor so?
Where do your earnings go?-- "_A goodly part to the rulers that form the powers that be; A modest part, if lucky, for my family and for me; And all the rest for the splendors that fringe the river and sea._"
[_Voices._]
What did we cost? Bend ear; What did we cost? Now hear.
Listen! the factory wall Sends out its morning call.
Hear the machinery's din; Look at the folks within.
Child with a poor, pale face; Woman with hurried grace; Man with the look half wise; Girl with the handsome eyes.
How the long spindles whirl!
How the rich webs unfurl!
Maid with the orbs that quiver With light from "Over the River,"[1]
Why are you toiling so?
Where do your wages go?-- "_A goodly part to the owners, whoever they may be; A little part to the living of those I love and me; And all the rest to the cities that gem the river and sea._"
[1] As is well known, the weird, inimitable poem, "Over the River," was written by a factory girl.
[_Voices._]
What do we cost? Now hear; Hearken, with eye and ear.
Several thousand men, There in the hill and glen; Forward, march! Take aim!
Fire! now a storm of flame!
Shriek and curse and shout; Death-beds lying about.
Man with the kingly face, There in that gory place Bleeding and writhing so (Well a moment ago), Tell me, in mangled tones-- Tell us, amid your groans, What do they buy with war?
What were you fighting for?-- "_For country and for glory, and for the powers that be; To deck with pride and honor the family dear to me; And to defend our cities that gem the river and sea._"
[_Voices._]
What do we cost? Bend ear: No; you will never hear.
[_From Farmer Harrington's Calendar._]
NOVEMBER 1, 18--.
Wind north-east; weather getting cross and cool; Wife and the children gone to Sunday-school.
And I--not very well--am home again, Holding a conversation with my pen.
And all that I can make it say to me Is Wealth, wealth, wealth! how much I hear and see!
Strange, how, on human brains, sixteen times o'er, Is stamped and carved the magic word of More!
Some several thousands to my credit lie In a small bank on Wall Street, handy by; But I can't help contriving what I'd do If I possessed the whole Sub-Treasury too; Or if I had (to take a modest tone) A million million dollars, all my own!
The subject took so strong a growth in me, I overtalked the same, last night, at tea;[2]
And so my oldest daughter (who can rhyme, And strikes some notes that with her father's chime) Became with that same foolishness possessed, So much so that it would not let her rest, But hung about her bedside all the night And brought its capabilities in sight.
So much so that she threw it into verse As bad as that her father writes--or worse.
And then, with some unconscious girlish grace, And blushes chasing all about her face, She, in a way I've learned to understand Quite accident'ly, slipped it in my hand.
It was not made in public to appear, But, privately, I'll paste it right in here:
[2] Our dinner is at noon; our supper, six, We have not yet learned all the city tricks.
IF I'D A MILLION MILLIONS.
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