Like maketh like—the seed thou scatterest
Into Life’s furrows shall produce its kind
In generous abundance. Oh! reflect
That thou art sowing for Eternity—that this
Thine earthly labor shall be known on high:
For as thou sowest, Memory will glean—
And as she gleans so shall thy portion be.
Her store-house shall be opened—from its depths
Her treasured evidence shall be produced,
Hoary with years, yet firm and forcible.