1136
Lord, help me live from day to day,
In such a self-forgetful way,
That even when I kneel to pray,
My prayer shall be for—others.
1137
No one sees what is before his feet; we all gaze at the stars.
—Cicero.
1138
He who with life makes sport,
Can prosper never;
Who rules himself in nought,
Is a slave ever.