“Far out of sight, while sorrows still enfold us, Lies the fair country where our hearts abide: And of its bliss is naught more wondrous told us, Than these few words, ‘I shall be satisfied.’” “Though there come a million, Wise Saadi dwells alone.” But it is a question as to whether Saadi is wise when he prefers to dwell alone. Living on earth, is it not one’s duty to hear many voices that ring in its air? Is one’s life for mere acquirement, or to show results and flower into influence and deed?--_The World Beautiful, Lilian Whiting._ The mountain top must be reached no matter how many times we fall in reaching it. The fall is not counted, it does not register; the picking up and going on counts in life.--_Flora Howard._ Success in life is a matter not so much of talent or opportunity as of concentration and perseverance.--_Chas. W. Wendte._ Be what thou seemest; live thy creed, Hold up to earth the touch divine; Be what thou prayest to be made; Let the great Master’s steps be thine. --_Horatio Bonar._ To be honest, to be kind, to earn a little, and to spend a little less, to make upon the whole, a family happier for his presence, to renounce when that shall be necessary and not to be embittered, to keep a few friends, but these without capitulation; above all, on the same condition, to keep friends with himself, here is a task for all a man has of fortitude and delicacy.--_Robert Louis Stevenson._ Who is the honest man? He that doth still and strongly good pursue, To God, his neighbor and himself most true, Whom neither force nor fawning can Unpin, or wrench from giving all their due. --_George Herbert._ Take the Sunday with you through the week, And sweeten with it all the other days. --_Longfellow._ God will not mock the hope he giveth, No love he prompts shall vainly plead. --_Whittier._ God’s goodness hath been great to thee; Let never day or night unhallowed pass, But still remember what the Lord hath done. --_Shakespeare._ Yet ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day.... Be good.... Do noble things, not dream them, all day long: And so make life, death, and that vast forever One grand sweet song. --_Charles Kingsley._ INDEX TO POEMS PAGE