For a heritage large is his manifest will,
If here and hereafter no dullards and drones,
But all active and cheerful like my friend Jones.
ONE OF THE NINE AMBITIONS TO RISE.
On the fifteenth month, and one August morn
The ninth leaps to life, another boy is born.
What the Lord commanded, my friend hath willed,
“Increase” is the law, and the law’s fulfilled;
Yet not ceaseless order, with nine vying tones