A Book for the Young

by Sarah French

But not to Rome, alone, has fate confined

The doom of ruin; cities numberless.

Tyre, Sidon, Carthage, Babylon, and Troy,

And rich Phoenicia; they are blotted out

Half razed,—from memory razed; and their very name

And being, in dispute.

—WHITE

[ THE YOUNG MAN'S PRAYER. ]

One stood upon the threshold of his life;

A life all bright with promise,—and he prayed,