Giant Hours with Poet Preachers by William LeRoy Stidger
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To whisper the music out of me.'
"Out into the field the vizier ran. 'Allah-il-Allah! but you are the man; Your shoes then, quick, for the great sultan-- Quick, and all fortunes are yours to choose!' 'Yes, mighty Vizier,... but I have no shoes!'" The Shoes of Happiness. THE HAPPINESS OF LOWLINESS And just as this opening poem teaches the happiness of poverty, so the next, "The Juggler of Touraine," teaches the happiness of lowliness. Poor Barnabas, just a common juggler, when winter came, because he had been spending the summer amusing people, had no place to go, and a sympathetic monk took him into the monastery to live. Barnabas was happy for a time; but after a while, as he saw everybody else worshiping the Beautiful Mother with lute and brush, viol, drum, talent, and prayer, he began to feel that his talents were worthless: "But I, poor Barnabas, nothing can I, But drone in the sun as a drowsy fly." The Shoes of Happiness. Then came a thought that leaped like flame over his being, and an hour |
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