These two kinds of courage, I give you my word,
Are worthy of tribute—but then,
You'll not reach the summit unless you've the third—
The courage of try-it-again!
—Roy Farrell Greene.
FRIENDSHIP
A ruddy drop of manly blood
The surging sea outweighs,
The world uncertain comes and goes,
The lover rooted stays.
I fancied he was fled,
And, after many a year,
Glowed unexhausted kindliness
Like daily sunrise there.
My careful heart was free again,
O friend, my bosom said,
Through thee alone the sky is arched,
Through thee the rose is red,
All things through thee take nobler form,
And look beyond the earth,
The mill-round of our fate appears
A sun-path in thy worth.
Me too thy nobleness has taught
To master my despair;
The fountains of my hidden life
Are through thy friendship fair.
—Emerson.
Joyous day! O! Smile of God
To hearten all who toil and plod;
We hail thee, Conqueror and King!
We hug our golden chains and sing:
"Good morning!"
—Thomas Augustin Daly.
FRIENDS
Friend after friend departs;
Who hath not lost a friend?
There is no union here of hearts
That finds not here an end;
Were this frail world our only rest,
Living or dying, none were blest.
Beyond the flight of Time,
Beyond this vale of death,
There surely is some blessed clime
Where life is not a breath,
Nor life's affections transient fire
Whose sparks fly upward to expire.
—James Montgomery.
We just shake hands at meeting
With many that come nigh;
We nod the head in greeting
To many that go by—
But welcome through the gateway
Our old friends and true;
Then hearts leap up, and straightway
There's open house for you,
Old friends,
There's open house for you!
—Gerald Massey.