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Of this well-beloved, motherless boy,
In the hope that it may to his absent sire's heart Convey some consolation and joy. * * * * * SELF DENIAL. Teacher sublime, great, grand and free! My spirit loves and honours thee, Who taught that all religion ran, In love to God, and love to man. Grand, comprehensive standard this, To lead mankind to peace and bliss, Inspiring them, when well unfurled, To link in brotherhood the world. Could any sect or doctrine claim A higher, nobler, holier aim? And should not all religion tend, To this all-glorious god-like end? The greatest teacher ever known, |
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