The Office Of Poetry Is

Now See What A Christian Is, Drawn By The Hand Of Christ. He Is A Man On Whose Clear And Open Brow God Has Set The Stamp Of Truth; One Whose Very Eye Beams Bright With Honor; In Whose Very Look And Bearing You May See Freedom, Manliness, Veracity; A Brave Man--a Noble Man--frank, Generous, True, With, It May Be, Many Faults; Whose Freedom May Take The Form Of Impetuosity Or Rashness, But The Form Of Meanness Never.

That Friend, Given To You By Circumstances Over Which You Have Not Control, Was God's Own Gift.

There Is A Mighty Gulf Between Those Who Love And Those Who Do Not Love God To The One Class We Owe Civility, Courtesy, Kindness, Even Tenderness. It Is Only Those Who Love The Lord Who Should Find In Our Hearts A Home.

No Man Ever Progressed To Greatness And Goodness But Through Great Mistakes.

A Life Of Prayer Is A Life Whose Litanies Are Ever Fresh Acts Of Self-devoting Love.