d confessed,
In Heaven's immortal scroll appear
As noblest and as best.
No sculptured stone in stately temple
Proclaims their rugged lot;
Like Him who was their great example,
This vain world knew them not.
But though their names no poet wove
In deathless song or story,
Their record is inscribed above;
Their wreaths are crowns of glory.
--Edward Hartley Dewart.
WORLDLY PLACE
"Even in a palace, life may be led well!"
So spoke the imperial sage, purest of men,
Marcus Aurelius. But the stifling den
Of common life, where, crowded up pell-mell,
Our freedom for a little bread we sell,
And drudge under some foolish master's ken,
Who rates us if we peer outside our pen--
Matched with a palace, is not this a hell?
"Even in a palace!" On his truth sincere,
Who spoke these words no shadow ever came;
And when my ill-schooled spirit is aflame
Some nobler, ampler stage of life to win,
I'll stop and say: "There were no succor here!
The aids to noble life are all within."
--Matthew Arnold.
THE VICTORY
To do the tasks of life, and be not lost;
To mingle, yet dwell apart;
To be by roughest seas how rudely tossed,
Yet bate no jot of heart;
To hold thy course among the heavenly stars,
Yet dwell upon the earth;
To stand behind Fate's firm-laid prison bars,
Yet win all Freedom's worth.
--Sydney Henry Morse.
'Twere sweet indeed to close our eyes
with those we cherish near,
And wafted upward by their sighs soar
to some calmer sphere;
But whether on the scaffold high or
in the battle's van
The fittest place where man can die
is where he dies for man.
--Michael Joseph Barry.
A TRUE HERO
(James Braidwood of the London Fire Brigade; died June, 1861.)
Not at the battle front, writ of in story,
Not in the blazing wreck, steering to glory;
Not while in martyr-pangs soul and flesh sever,
Died he--this Hero now; hero forever.
No pomp poetic crowned, no forms enchained him;
No friends applauding watched, no foes arraigned him;
Death found him there, without grandeur or beauty.
Only an honest man doing his duty;
Just a God-fearing man, simple and lowly,
Constant at kirk and hearth, kindly as holy;
Death found--and touched him with finger in flyin
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