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" They do me wrong who say I come no more, When once I knock and fail to find you in; For every day I stand outside your door And bid you wake and rise to fight and win. Wail not for precious chances passed away ! Weep not for golden ages on the wane! Each... "
Report of the Alpha Kappa Kappa Convention - ˹éÒ 162
1915
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The Spy, àÅèÁ·Õè 2-4

1912 - 350 ˹éÒ
...heart. It leads the way "o'er moor and fen. o'er peak and crag " Read it. OPPORTUNITY BY WALTER MALONE. They do me wrong who say I come no more. When once...of the day ; At sunrise every soul is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped. To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb ; My judgments...
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The American Missionary, àÅèÁ·Õè 72

1918 - 758 ˹éÒ
...PL, San Francisco, Cal.; Field Secretary, Mrs. Ida Vose Woodbury, Congregational House, Boston, Mass. OPPORTUNITY "They do me wrong who say I come no more...records of the day, At Sunrise every soul is born again. Laugh like u boy at splendors that have sped, To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb; My judgments...
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Irish Monthly Magazine, àÅèÁ·Õè 37

1909 - 738 ˹éÒ
...you in ; For every day I stand outside your door, And bid you wake, and rise to fight and win. \Vail not for precious chances passed away, Weep not for...of the day ; At sunrise every soul is born again. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep; I lend ray arm to all who say " I can." No shamefaced...
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The Medical World, àÅèÁ·Õè 30

1912 - 584 ˹éÒ
...When once I knock and fail to find you in; For every day I stand without your door, And bid you work, and rise to fight and win. Wail not for precious chances...of the day — At sunrise every soul is born again 1 Laugh like a boy at splendors that have fled; To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb; My judgments...
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Saint Jospeh Medical Herald, àÅèÁ·Õè 33

1914 - 528 ˹éÒ
...fopling that offers his hand, Like Moses from Pisgah— a peep at the land! — Washington Irving. OPPORTUNITY They do me wrong who say I come no more....records of the day; At sunrise every soul is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped; To vanished joys be blind, and deaf and dumb, My judgments...
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Sunset, àÅèÁ·Õè 19

1907 - 762 ˹éÒ
...and win. Wail not for precious chances past away. Weep not for golden ages on the wane! Hnch night T burn the records of the day.— At sunrise every soul is born again) WITH WESTERN WRITERS 193 In the "Youth of Messiah," Edward Farquhar tells in graceful rhymes of the...
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International Horseshoers' Monthly Magazine, àÅèÁ·Õè 13

Roady Kenehan - 1912 - 652 ˹éÒ
...knock and fail to find you in, For every day I stand outside your door And bid you wake, and rise and fight and win. Wail not for precious chances passed...of the day — At sunrise every soul is born again ! Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped, To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb; My judgments...
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The Juvenile Court Record, àÅèÁ·Õè 9-12

1908 - 840 ˹éÒ
...us would care to entertain. Such is the reward severance and determination. Aneweriiig the Telephone OPPORTUNITY. They do me wrong who say I come no more...records of the day; At sunrise every soul is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped, To vanish joys be blind and deaf and dumb; My judgments...
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The Advance Advocate, àÅèÁ·Õè 22

1913 - 1430 ˹éÒ
...every day I stand outside your door And bid you wake, and rise to fight and win. Wait not for perished chances passed away! Weep not for golden ages on the...records of the day At sunrise every soul Is born again. When down In mire, wring not your hands and weep I lend my arms to all who say. "I can." No shame-faced...
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Primary Education, àÅèÁ·Õè 13

1905 - 548 ˹éÒ
...once I knock and fail to find you in ; For every day I stand outside your door And bid you wake to rise to fight and win. Wail not for precious chances...of the day ; At sunrise every soul is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped, To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb. My judgments...
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