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For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been'.
Romance is always young.
Beauty is its own excuse.
God's colors all are fast.
God gives quietness at last.
The smile of God is victory.
The child must teach the man.
One brave deed makes no hero.
Man is more than constitutions.
Despair is infidelity and death.
Rest if you must, but never quit.
The still, sad music of humanity.
This is truth the poet sings . . .
Simple duty hath no place for fear.
Thanks to Allah, who gives the palm!
Nature speaks in symbols and in signs.
Small leisure have the poor for grief.
Green calm below, blue quietness above.
And peace unweaponed conquers every wrong!
All the windows of my heart I open to the day.
The hope of all earnest souls must be realized.
Better heresy of doctrine than heresy of heart.
God's providence is not blind, but full of eyes.
A felon's cell-- The fittest earthly type of hell!
The simple heart that freely asks in love, obtains.
Before me, even as behind, God is, and all is well.
If woman lost us Eden, such As she alone restore it.
The good is always beautiful, the beautiful is good!
Beauty seen is never lost, God's colors all are fast.
Others may sing the song. Others may right the wrong.
When faith is lost, when honor dies, the man is dead.
Few have borne unconsciously the spell of loveliness.
Thee lift me, and I lift thee, and together we ascend.
The low green tent Whose curtain never outward swings.
Love hath never known a law beyond its own sweet will.
Beneath the winter's snow lie germs of summer flowers.
The hope of all who suffer, The dread of all who wrong.
Tradition wears a snowy beard, romance is always young.
Peace hath higher tests of manhood, than battle ever knew.
A true life is at once interpreter and proof of the gospel.
No cloud above, no earth below, A universe of sky and snow.
To be saved is only this-salvation from our own selfishness.
Freedom's soil hath only place For a free and fearless race!
There's life alone in duty done, And rest alone in striving.
Leaning on Him, make with reverent meekness His own thy will.
Falsehoods which we spurn today, were the truths of long ago.
I dimly guess, from blessings known, of greater out of sight.
I'll lift you and you lift me, and we'll both ascend together.
Clothe with life the weak intent, Let me be the thing I meant.
Who never wins can rarely lose, Who never climbs as rarely falls