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thy Saviour knocks, and crieth, "Rise, and let me in." Death comes down with reckless footstep To the hall and hut; Think you Death will tarry knocking Where the door is shut? Jesus waiteth, waiteth, waiteth; But thy door is fast. Grieved, away thy Saviour goeth; Death breaks in at last. Then 'tis thine to stand entreating Christ to let thee in, At the gate of heaven beating, Wailing for thy sin. Nay, alas! thou foolish virgin, Hast thou then forgot? Jesus waited long to know thee,-- Now he knows thee not. * * * * * =_William Ross Wallace, 1819-._= (Manual, p. 523.) =_400._= THE NORTH EDDA. Noble was the old North Edda, Filling many a noble grave, That for "man the one thing needful In his world is to be brave." This, the Norland's blue-eyed mother Nightly chanted to her child, While the Sea-King, grim and stately, Looked upon his boy and smiled. * * * * * Let us learn that old North Edda Chanted grandly on the grave, Still for man the one thing needful In his world is to be brave. Valkyrs yet are forth and choosing Who must be among the slain; Let us, like that grim old Sea-King, Smile at Death upon the plain,-- Smile at tyrants leagued with falsehood, Knowing Truth, eternal, stands With the book God wrote for Freedom Always open in her hands,-- Smile at fear when in our duty, Smile at Slander's Jotun-breath, Smile upon our shrouds when summoned Down the darkling deep of death. Valor only grows a manhood; Only this upon our sod, Keeps us in the golden shadow Falling from the throne of God. * * * * * =_Walter Whitman, 1819-.[86]_= From Leaves of Grass. =_401._= THE BROOKLYN FERRY AT TWILIGHT. I too, many and many a time cross'd the river, the sun half an hour high; I watched the Twelfth-month sea-gulls--I saw them high in the air, floating with motionless wings, oscillating their bodies, I saw how the glistening yellow lit up parts of their bodies, and left the rest in strong shadow, I saw the slow-wheeling circles, and the gradual edging toward the south. I too saw the reflection of the summer sky in the water, Had my eyes dazzled by the shimmering track of beams, Look'd
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