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Mary Artemisia Lathbury

1841–1913

Introduction

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Born: Au­gust 10, 1841, Man­ches­ter, New York.

Died: Oc­to­ber 20, 1913, East Or­ange, New Jer­sey.

Buried: Rose­dale Ce­me­te­ry, Or­ange, New Jer­sey.

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Biography

Daughter of a Me­tho­dist min­is­ter, Lath­bu­ry stu­died art in Wor­ces­ter, Mas­sa­chu­setts, and taught art and French at the New­bu­ry Aca­de­my, Ver­mont, and in New York.

She con­trib­ut­ed piec­es to St. Ni­cho­las, Har­per’s Young Peo­ple, and Wide Awake.

She was as­so­ci­at­ed with the Chau­tau­qua Move­ment near Chau­tau­qua, New York, and was known as the po­et lau­re­ate of Chau­tau­qua. Re­gard­ing her tal­ent for art and verse, she said that one day she heard a voice she be­lieved was God, say­ing:

Remember, my child, that you have a gift of weav­ing fan­cies in­to verse and a gift with the pen­cil of pro­duc­ing vi­sions that come to your heart; con­se­crate these to Me as tho­rough­ly as you do your in­most spir­it.

Works

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Altar-Building

From books, I turn me to the Book:
As pilgrims read the legend o’er
Upon a temple’s carven door,
To this unveilèd Word I look.

Forever—so the fathers taught—
Behind its quaintly lettered gate
Pure presences of spirit wait
To lead the seeker to the Sought.

I read—and all my spirit faints!
Be holy–perfect—pure and true;
Love God, and His commandments do,
If thou wouldst stand among His saints.

Thee only, Source of good, I seek
Yet naught of good, no holy thing,
Have these unhallowed hands to bring,
These lips no fitting word to speak.

Perhaps, if years of learning lift
My life above its earth, to be
A soul that suns itself in Thee,
Thou will accept the humble gift.

Perhaps—yet, Lord, forgive the thought!
I stifle in an air made dense
With sacrifice that breathes offense
To Love, whose gifts are all unbought.

Mary Artemisia Lathbury
Out of the Dark­ness in­to Light, 1879

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