Companion Poets Illustrated Longfellows Household Poems Tennysons Songs for
Companion Poets Illustrated Longfellows Household Poems Tennysons Songs for
P P Percival Presland Howe
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Our gifts, once given, must here abide : Our work is done ; we have no heart To mar our work, though vain, " we cried. "ALL SERVICE RANKS THE SAME WITH GOD. " ALL service ranks the same with God : If now, as formerly He trod Paradise, His presence fills Our earth, each only as God wills Can work, God's puppets, best and worst, Are we ; there is no last nor first. Say not " a small event " ! Why " small " ? Costs it more pain than this, ye call A " great event, " should come to pass, Than that ?... Untwine me from the mass Of deeds which make up life, one deed Power shall fall short in, or exceed ! U A KING LIVED LONG AGO. " "THE YEAR'S AT THE SPRING. " THE year 's at the spring, And day 's at the morn ; Morning 's at seven ; The hillside 's dew-pearled : The lark 's on the wing ; The snail 's on the thorn ; God 's in his heaven All 's right with the world ! "A KING LIVED LONG AGO. " A KING lived long ago, In the morning of the world, When earth was nigher heaven than now : And the king's locks curled Disparting o'er a forehead full As the milk-white space 'twixt horn and horn Of some sacrificial bull Only calm as a babe new-born : For he was got to a sleepy mood, So safe from all decrepitude, From age with its bane so sure gone by, (The Gods so loved him while he dreamed, ) That, having lived thus long, there seemed No need the king should ever die.
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