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Or act but a sluggard's part. Success has a heart that can sing, A hand and a spirit to try, A word that is fraught with good cheer, A soul that illumines the eye. Failure is cheerless, sullen, and glum, His hand hanging idly by, His voice is an echo of woe, His face distorted, awry. FRAGMENTS. This world was made of fragments Each separate from the other, Yet in such close relation As to indicate a brother. Each atom of the universe Has in itself attraction, That finds response so much allied To voluntary action, That one might quickly recognize A power, supreme, benign, That emanates from master hand With forces so divine, That every touch which nature gives To matter or to mind, Must indicate creative power Superior to mankind. What scientist can ever tell The mainspring of all action, If all his reasons fail so prove Molecular attraction? It has its source from out the space, Beyond the astral heaven; It had a purpose to perform, Or it had not been given. We may not know its secret laws Or understand its source, But faith has taught us to be wise And recognize its force. Of all the teeming millions now Upon this mundane sphere, Not one can give a reason For his living presence here. 'Tis strange, and yet we know 'tis true, We constantly are dying, All things are old, nothing is new, And life with death is vying. We know not when this all will cease, We cannot understand Why matter never may increase, Or seas become dry land. Enough we know to serve the end For which we were designed, God never yet was known to send The blind to lead the blind. If we but act an honest part, And use the powers given, When from this earth we shall depart, We may be wise in heaven. A BEACON LIGHT. Adown the vistas of the past I cast my memory's eye, And see bright scenes receding fast,-- Some hopes in ruins lie; Yet still there shines a beacon light Whose ray on me descends, And shows in its effulgency A circle of true friends. The magic charm this circle yields Is richer far to me, Than cattle in a thousand fields Or
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