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" Weep not for golden ages on the wane! Each night I burn the 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 seal the dead past with its dead,... "
The Kindergarten-primary Magazine - ˹éÒ 308
á¡éä¢â´Â - 1906
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The Spy, àÅèÁ·Õè 2-4

1912 - 350 ˹éÒ
...and dumb ; My judgments seal the dead past with the dead But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep ; I lend my arms to all who say, ''I can!" Xo shamefaced outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise again and...
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The American Missionary, àÅèÁ·Õè 72

1918 - 758 ˹éÒ
...and dumb; My judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep, I lend...can'. No shamefaced outcast ever sank so deep But he might rise and be again a man." "A ruler who appoints a man to an office when there is in his dominion...
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Irish Monthly Magazine, àÅèÁ·Õè 37

1909 - 738 ˹éÒ
...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 outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise and be again a man. Art thou a mourner ? Rouse thee from thy spell 1 Art thou a sinner ? Sins may be...
ÁØÁÁͧ·Ñé§àÅèÁ - à¡ÕèÂǡѺ˹ѧÊ×ÍàÅèÁ¹Õé

International Horseshoers' Monthly Magazine, àÅèÁ·Õè 13

Roady Kenehan - 1912 - 652 ˹éÒ
...and dumb; My judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep; I lend my arm to all who say "I can !" No shamed- faced outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise and be again a man. Dost thou behold thy...
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The Advance Advocate, àÅèÁ·Õè 22

1913 - 1430 ˹éÒ
...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 outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise and be again a man. Art thou a mourner Rouse thee from thy spell, Art thou a sinner? Sins may be forgiven....
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The Juvenile Court Record, àÅèÁ·Õè 9-12

1908 - 840 ˹éÒ
...yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep ; Í lend my arm to all who say "t can." No shame-faced outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise and be again a man. Dost thou behold thy lost youth all aghast? Dost reel from righteous retribution's...
ÁØÁÁͧ·Ñé§àÅèÁ - à¡ÕèÂǡѺ˹ѧÊ×ÍàÅèÁ¹Õé

Songs of East and West

Walter Malone - 1906 - 68 ˹éÒ
...and dumb; My judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep ; I lend...shame-faced outcast ever sank so deep, But yet might rise and be again a man! Dost thou behold thy lost youth all aghast? Dost reel from righteous Retribution's...
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American Line Type Book, Borders, Ornaments: Price List Printing Material ...

1909 - 270 ˹éÒ
...and dumb; My judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep, I lend my arm to all who say: "lean." No shamefaced outcast ever sank so deep But he might rise and be again a man. — Walter Malone...
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Little Journeys to the Homes of Great Reformers, ©ºÑº·Õè 5

Elbert Hubbard - 1907 - 50 ˹éÒ
...and dumb; My judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep; I lend...shamefaced outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise and be again a man! Dost thou behold thy lost youth all aghast ? Dost reel from righteous retribution's...
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Elder's Journal of the Southern States Mission, àÅèÁ·Õè 4

1907 - 476 ˹éÒ
...and dumb; My judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep; I lend...shamefaced outcast ever sank so deep But. yet might rise and be again a man! Post thou behold thy lost youth all aghast, Dost reel from righteous retribution's...
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