...wife or his children. He will gladly lay down his life that she mav live. STARS Teach me your mood, О patient stars, Who climb each night the ancient sky, Leaving on space no shade, no stars, No trace of age, no fear to die. —Ralph Waldo Emerson. THE WHITE HOUSE, WASHINGTON. AGAIN...

...plant thy shrivelled pedantry AH, not to me those dreams belong! A better voice peals through my song. TEACH me your mood, O patient stars ! Who climb each...shade, no scars, No trace of age, no fear to die. THE Muse's hill by Fear is guarded, A bolder foot is still rewarded. His instant thought a poet spoke,...

...plant thy shrivelled pedantry AH, not to me those dreams belong! A better voice peals through my song. TEACH me your mood, O patient stars ! Who climb ea.ch...shade, no scars, No trace of age, no fear to die. THE Muse's hill by Fear is guarded, A bolder foot is still rewarded. His instant thought a poet spoke,...

...the shoulders of the sky. AH, not to me those dreams belong ! A better voice peals through my song. TEACH me your mood, O patient stars ! Who climb each...shade, no scars, No trace of age, no fear to die. THE Muse's hill by Fear is guarded, A bolder foot is still rewarded. H1s instant thought a poet spoke,...

...plant thy shrivelled pedantry AH, not to me those dreams belong! A better voice peals through my song. TEACH me your mood, O patient stars ! Who climb each...shade, no scars, No trace of age, no fear to die. THE Muse's hill by Fear is guarded, A bolder foot is still rewarded. His instant thought a poet spoke,...

...Wanting an echo in my brain." And in this petition you see the austere serenity which he would attain : " Teach me your mood, O patient stars! Who climb each night the ancient sky; Leaving on space no stroke, no scars, No trace of age, no fear to die." The Oriental luxuriance of expression which was...

...stars; He calleth them all by their names. — Ps. cxlvii. 3.4TEACH me your mood, O patient stars I Who climb each night the ancient sky, Leaving on space...shade, no scars, No trace of age, no fear to die. RW EMERSON. T LOOKED up to the heavens once more, and the quietness of the stars seemed to reproach...

...the shoulders of the sky. AH, not to me those dreams belong I A better voice peals through my song. TEACH me your mood, O patient stars ! Who climb each...shade, no scars, No trace of age, no fear to die. THE Muse's hill by Fear is guarded, A bolder foot is still rewarded. His instant thought a poet spoke,...

...To plant thy shrivelled pedantry On the shoulders of the sky. Teach me your mood, O patient stars 1 Who climb each night the ancient sky, Leaving on space...shade, no scars, No trace of age, no fear to die. If bright the sun, he tarries, All day his song is heard ; And when he goes, he carries No more baggage...

...and we have ours. Thou shalt not try To plant thy shrivelled pedantry On the shoulders of the sky. Teach me your mood, O patient stars! Who climb each...shade, no scars, No trace of age, no fear to die. If bright the sun, he tarries, All day his song is heard; And when he goes, he carries No more baggage...