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Alice Harvie, Concord; Mrs. Edna L. Johnston, Manchester; Mrs. Arthur F. Wheat, Manchester; treasurers: Henry H. Metcalf, Harry E. Barnard, Frank Cressy, Miss Harriet L. Huntress, all of Concord; auditors: Mrs. Charles P. Bancroft, Concord; the Rev. H. G. Ives, Andover; members National Executive Committee: Mrs. Ida E. Everett and Dr. Sarah J. Barney, Franklin; Witter Bynner, Cornish; Mrs.
In 1917 he collected in one attractive volume, Grenstone Poems, the best of his production exclusive of his plays and prose up to that date. One who knew Mr. Bynner only by the terrific white slave drama Tiger, would be quite unprepared for the sylvan sweetness of the Grenstone poems.
Sara Teasdale her poems of love her youth her finished art Fannie Stearns Davis her thoughtful verse Theodosia Garrison her war poem war poetry of Mary Carolyn Davies Harriet Monroe her services her original work Alice Corbin her philosophy Sarah Cleghorn poet of the country village Jessie B. Rittenhouse critic and poet Margaret Widdemer poet of the factories Carl Sandburg poet of Chicago his career his defects J. C. Underwood poet of city noises T. S. Eliot J. G. Neihardt love poems C. W. Stork Contemporary Verse M. L. Fisher The Sonnet S. Middleton J. P. Bishop W. A. Bradley nature poems W. Griffith City Pastorals John Erskine W. E. Leonard W. T. Whitsett Helen Hay Whitney Corinne Roosevelt Robinson M. Nicholson his left hand Witter Bynner a country poet H. Hagedorn Percy Mackaye his theories his possibilities J. G. Fletcher monotony of free verse Conrad Aiken his gift of melody W. A. Percy the best American poem of 1917 Alan Seeger an Elizabethan an inspired poet.
Shall our willowed waterfall, Huckleberries, pines and bluebirds Be a secret we shall share? If they make but little of it, Celia, shall we care? It will be seen that the independence of Mr. Bynner is quite different from the independence of Mr. Underwood; but they both have the secret of self-sufficiency.
There was an inscription upon it, but owing to the darkness I could not make out a letter. The clerk, however, read as follows. 1694. 21 Octr. Hic Sepultus Est Sidneus Bynner. "Do you understand Latin?" said I to the clerk. "I do not, sir; I believe, however, that the stone is to the memory of one Bynner." "That is not a Welsh name," said I. "It is not, sir," said the clerk.
Albertus T. Dudley of Exeter, president of the State Society Opposed to Woman Suffrage. The large audience voted in favor of woman suffrage. The convention was held at Concord, December 10, 11, with addresses by Mrs. Katherine Houghton Hepburn, president of the Connecticut association; Witter Bynner of Cornish, the poet and playwright, and Senator Helen Ring Robinson of Colorado.
"It seems to be radically the same as Bonner," said I, "the name of the horrible Popish Bishop of London in Mary's time. Do any people of the name of Bynner reside in this neighbourhood at present?" "None, sir," said the clerk; "and if the Bynners are descendants of Bonner, it is, perhaps, well that there are none."
Significant are these words of one of our younger but clear-visioned American poets, Winter Bynner: Whether the time be slow or fast, Enemies, hand in hand, Must come together at the last And understand. No matter how the die is cast, Or who may seem to win We know that we must love at last Why not begin?
Witter Bynner the spelling of whose name I defy any one to remember, and envelopes addressed to him must be a collection of curiosities was born at Brooklyn on the tenth of August, 1881. He was graduated from Harvard in 1902, and addressed his Alma Mater in an Ode To Harvard, published in book form in 1907.
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