Be hushed before the high benignant Power
That goes untarrying to the reckoning hour.
O men that forge the fetter, it is vain:
There is a Still Hand stronger than your chain.
‘Tis no avail to bargain, sneer, and nod,
And shrug the shoulder for reply to God.
October, 1899.
Memory of Good Deeds
The memory of good deeds will ever stay,
A lamp to light us on the darkened way,