The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, May 20, 1906, Page 1

1908 @ip cities of - old Europe havel seem, Pondering their pride their beatity. their distress, But most: their marshalled lines of relling: green, Seemed like 3 presence of some happiness. W here slooms the hoary mammoth by the Tharmes Even here the lisping leoves smile down its ills,— They lure me back to groves of sweeter names And visions of my forest-1._antled hills. A Epilogue Now gone are the glories and gkams From thine imperial head! S Thou mournest “midst wreck of thy dream Aundmidst piles of thy dead. Nymph of the sea. and the sun, Darkened and desolate, Thy hills of their beauty updone, Stand asmoulder with fate . Lo! the tides of the earth have thrown. hy fanes and marble balls To dust and the flames have mown Thy pride of towering walls. But what, through the ruin and gloom, Bfsce the pencilled dream congeal to stome, i?; The radiating vistas leap and flee, Aund a young cityon her templed throne Exalted soar i mastery oer the sea. She must beEmpress of the West; her crows Must dart its splendor tothe farther days: Not soon shall Time’s corroding showers drown Nor rival dim its undeparting rays. Then let us rear her beautiful and strong. But shun the stones of Carthage and of Tyre - Plere by her peaceful flood’s world-wandering song Beneath her arch of sea-borne sunset fire. Bend Builders of the Dream,fo Nature’s hand, So she draw sacred salvage foyourseats. Let not her legions of the woo 1 be'banned, But plant their rustling forches through the streds. Trees ! rees! In them teems breath of Earth and sky; Where else the stone-cold poves the heart appall, 2ere may grech hostelries of birds re-dye With tair reflex the stark-confronting walls. ¢ When the Spring splendors burst aihwart {he bl g ) Shall echoin response the city’s grreen N A : B0 | A S O flaime in colors when the Aafumn shakes His stains oerleaves where sadness falls serene . Lifts thee, calling from far ? Therein shall dwell the winged merrimentsai B A It fiHOPQ- that-has riser from doom, ~ Of worbling hosts;when vesper seawikds blot oo : ope alive with her star. T‘ I TY2S S 3’\'\“ ,\jb@{\(‘fl?fh’ Sfi”ei‘)gl'b;fl)ey are &+€§]t linder, the inspiration of the glad vision called "up by the: study of the WZ/ Y Lo idesihs Zonics ot Thhi ok 5% e 3 plans developed by Burnham and his associates ‘for the New San Francisco, W @ b! (Raness 573’»7)‘ g‘“’“ l'y [?’Ht OO]BX g]OW'_ Herman Scheffauer, the well-known author and poet, in far-away London, /’{ /{ = W three days before the days of destruction came upon the city that he knew /W /[M % and loved so well, penned the lines of the accompanying poem and mailed - W, N, . . e them to a friend in California. ' ) TOTITINE éé‘} ééé On April 18th he had the news that shocked the world. Brain and D2DIDL L2 é%s« a2Z hand alike paralyzed, he 'could barely comprehend the vastness of the stroke > S X N S ‘v T 3 9 o N W e xS -~ 2 P and-its import; could only sorrow and sympathize. ,é _— oo o ot - = j‘:{’?‘ Then the unconquered muse of the Golden West filled his soul with confi- az‘.\’ ‘4 ‘ '\§§€€ € ¢ . cence to touch again her prophetic lyre and sing the epilogic song of the B X X T S * newer and greater city that had ' already begun to rise from her hot ashes hy the Golden Gate, working up ang fast as,her once rickly crowned hills got the last rays of the sinking sun, speeding on his way to waken the world to a new dav.