Not sapless things of the byways, Lacking in life and strength, Not shrivelled shrubs of the highways, Pigmy of breadth and length,
But noblest growth of God's green earth— Men o' the forest mark, Of lofty height and giant girth And green, unbroken bark.
A SONG OF CHEER.
Here's a song of cheer For the whole long year:
We've only to do our best, Take up our part With a strong, true heart— The Lord will do all the rest.
THE FIRSTBORN.
The harvest sun lay hot and strong On waving grain and grain in sheaf, On dusty highway stretched along, On hill and vale, on stalk and leaf.