Some like a night-flash passed away, We're not all here. We are all here! Even they the dead-though dead, so dear. Fond Memory, to her duty true, Brings back their faded forms to view. SPRAGUE (The Family Meeting). I 51 SLEPT, and dreamed that life was Beauty; I woke, and found that life was Duty. Was my dream, then, a shadowy lie? Toil on, poor heart, unceasingly; And thou shalt find thy dream to be A truth and noonday light to thee. HOOPER (Life a Duty). 52 EA, let all good things await YBA YHim who cares not to be great But as he saves or serves the state. Not once or twice, in our rough island-story, For the right, and learns to deaden Not once or twice, in our fair island-story, Shall find the toppling crags of Duty scaled To which our God himself is moon and sun. 53 IFE may be given in many ways, As bravely in the closet as the field, But then to stand beside her When craven churls deride her, To front a lie in arms and not to yield- Who stands self-poised on manhood's solid earth, Not forced to frame excuses for his birth, Fed from within with all the strength he needs. LOWELL (Commemoration Ode). 54 ARTH cannot show so brave a sight Ε Es a As when a single soul does fence The battery of alluring sense; And Heaven views it with delight. Then persevere; for still new charges sound, And if thou overcom'st thou shalt be crowned. MARVELL (Dialogue between the Resolved Soul and Created Pleasure). 55 EN! whose boast it is that ye MEN! Come of fathers brave and If there breathe on earth a slave, If ye do not feel the chain free, |