Part 115 (1/2)

By permission of Houghton, Mifflin & Co.

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KINDNESS

A little word in kindness spoken, A motion or a tear, Has often healed the heart that's broken, And made a friend sincere.

A word--a look--has crushed to earth Full many a budding flower, Which, had a smile but owned its birth, Would bless life's darkest hour.

Then deem it not an idle thing A pleasant word to speak; The face you wear, the thoughts you bring, A heart may heal or break.

--_Colesworthy_.

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MADONNA By Murillo (1618-1682)

”Bright angels are around thee, They that have served thee from thy birth are there; Their hands with stars have crowned thee; Thou, peerless Queen of Air, As sandals to thy feet the silver moon doth wear.”

--_Henry Wadsworth Longfellow_.

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PERSEVERANCE

A swallow in the spring Came to our granary, and 'neath the eaves Essayed to make her nest, and there did bring Wet earth, and straw, and leaves.

Day after day she toiled With patient art; but ere her work was crowned Some sad mishap the tiny fabric spoiled And dashed it to the ground.

She found the ruin wrought; Yet not cast down, forth from her place she flew And with her mate fresh earth and gra.s.ses brought And built her nest anew.

But scarcely had she placed The last soft feather on its ample floor, When wicked hands, or chance, again laid waste, And wrought the ruin o'er.

But still her heart she kept And toiled again; and, last night hearing calls, I looked, and lo! three little swallows slept Within the earth-made walls.

What trust is here, O man!

Hath Hope been smitten in its early dawn?

Have clouds o'ercast thy purpose, trust, or plan?

Have faith, and struggle on!

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THE LIGHT OF STARS

The night is come, but not too soon; And sinking silently, All silently, the little moon Drops down behind the sky.

There is no light in earth or heaven, But the cold light of stars; And the first watch of night is given To the red planet Mars.

Is it the tender star of love?