The Golden Censer - The duties of to-day, the hopes of the future by John McGovern
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and all those qualities which go to make the air around us redolent with
the fragrance of the achievements of life. It cannot then well be that we shall lack in allegiance to our Maker, our country, or ourselves. "Duties are ours; events are God's." "On parent knee, a naked, newborn child, Weeping thou satst while all around thee smiled; So live that, sinking in thy last long sleep, Calm thou mayst smile while all around thee weep." THE FLIGHT OF TIME. Age steals Upon us like a snowstorm in the night: How drear life's landscape now!--Henry Guy Carleton. Whose hand, Like the base Judean, threw a pearl away Richer than all his tribe.--Shakspeare. We are intrusted with a few short years, and yet with more than we deserve. It is our misfortune to value those fleeting moments only when our stock of them is in danger of utter exhaustion. When the bright, beautiful days have vanished, and we find that, like the base Judean's pearl, those days were richer than all our tribe--our Vanderbilts, our Stanfords, and our Goulds--then we turn, in human |
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