A PRAYER Garibaldi, the Italian patriot, said to his men: "I do not promise you ease; I do not promise you comfort. I promise you hardship, weariness, suffering; but I promise you victory." I Do not pray for peace, Nor ask that on my path The sounds of war shall shrill no more, The way be clear of wrath. But this I beg thee, Lord, Steel Thou my heart with might, I do not pray for arms, Nor shield to cover me. What though I stand with empty hand, Spare me the coward's fear Questioning wrong or right: I do not pray that Thou Keep me from any wound, Though I fall low from thrust and blow, But give me wit to hide My hurt from all men's sight, I do not pray that Thou Beaten and bruised and banned, From "The Earth Cry," Theodosia Garrison. STABILITY Whom do we wish for our friends and allies? On whom would we wish to depend in a time of need? Those who are not the slaves of fortune, but have made the most of both her buffets and her rewards. Those who control their fears and rash impulses, and do not give way to sudden emotion. Amid confusion and disaster men like these will stand, as Jackson did at Bull Run, like a veritable stone wall. INCE my dear soul was mistress of her choice SINCE And could of men distinguish, her election William Shakespeare. THE BARS OF FATE "There ain't no such beast," ejaculated a farmer as he gazed at the rhinoceros at a circus. His incredulity did not of course do away with the existence of the creature. But our incredulity about many of our difficulties will do away with them. They exist chiefly in our imaginations. I STOOD before the bars of Fate And bowed my head disconsolate; So high they seemed, sc fierce their frown, Beyond them I could hear the songs I did not cry "Too late! too late!” So still I sat, the tireless bee Sped o'er my head, with scorn for me, From twig to twig, before my face, Then, sudden change! I heard the call I upward sprang in all my strength, Ellen M. H. Gates. From "To the Unborn Peoples," ULTIMATE ACT It is well to have purposes we can carry out. It is also well to have purposes so lofty that we cannot carry them out; for these latter are the mighty inner fires which warm our being at its core and without which our impulse to do even the lesser things would be feeble. I HAD rather cut man's purpose deeper than Achieving it be crowned as conqueror; To will divinely is to accomplish more The God-impassioned energy of man. And herewith all the worlds of deed and thought There is not any act avails so much As this invisible wedding of the will With Life-yea, though it seem to accomplish naught. From "The Free Spirit," B. W. Huebsch. Henry Bryan Binns. HE WHOM A DREAM HATH POSSESSED The man possessed by a vision is not perplexed, troubled, restricted, as the rest of us are. He wanders yet is not lost from home, sees a million dawns yet never night descending, faces death and destruction and in them finds triumph. HE whom a dream hath possessed knoweth no more of doubting, For mist and the blowing of winds and the mouthing of words he scorns; Not the sinuous speech of schools he hears, but a knightly shouting, And never comes darkness down, yet he greeteth a million morns. He whom a dream hath possessed knoweth no more of roaming; All roads and the flowing of waves and the speediest flight he knows, But wherever his feet are set, his soul is forever homing, And going, he comes, and coming he heareth a call and goes. He whom a dream hath possessed knoweth no more of sorrow, At death and the dropping of leaves and the fading of suns he smiles, For a dream remembers no past and scorns the desire of a morrow, And a dream in a sea of doom sets surely the ultimate isles. He whom a dream hath possessed treads the impalpable marches, From the dust of the day's long road he leaps to a laughing star, |