{"id":7793,"date":"2021-12-06T01:00:00","date_gmt":"2021-12-06T06:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.newspaperhistory.com\/?p=7793"},"modified":"2021-12-06T01:00:00","modified_gmt":"2021-12-06T06:00:00","slug":"the-old-magic","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/the-old-magic\/","title":{"rendered":"The Old Magic"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

From <\/em>The Topeka State Journal, December 6, 1913<\/em><\/a>. By Berton Braley.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I left the sea behind, that I might dwell
    \u2018Mid streets where millions hurry to and fro,
Where surging crowds and roaring traffic swell
    The city\u2019s vast enchantment that I know;
    But still the vagrant breezes whisper low
Of rolling deeps and spaces wide and free,
    Of reef and shoal and derelict and floe,
To mightier magic of the surging sea!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I love the city and I love it well,
    Its gold and want, its happiness and woe;
Sometimes it seems no glamour may excel
    The city\u2019s vast enchantment that I know;
    But memory will never have it so\u2014
She brings again the days \u201cthat used to be.\u201d
    Once more I feel, as in the long ago,
The mightier magic of the surging sea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The city streets\u2014what stories they could tell!
    Touched with the wonder of the passing show,
The seething life, the loves and hates that spell
    The city\u2019s vast enchantment that I know;
    The noise and haste, the myriad lights aglow,
The plots and schemes, the mirth and mystery.
    And yet I hear, in all the winds that blow,
The mightier magic of the surging sea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

What thrill it gives, what dreams it can bestow
The city\u2019s vast enchantment that I know!
But I must follow, when this calls to me,
The mightier magic of the surging sea.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

From The Topeka State Journal, December 6, 1913. By Berton Braley. I left the sea behind, that I might dwell    \u2018Mid streets where millions hurry to and fro,Where surging crowds and roaring traffic swell    The city\u2019s vast enchantment that I know;    But still the vagrant breezes whisper lowOf rolling deeps and spaces […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,21],"tags":[66],"class_list":["post-7793","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-newspapers","category-the-topeka-state-journal","tag-berton-braley"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7793","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7793"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7793\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7793"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7793"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7793"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}