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Show , IMMORTAL. He walked the world with bended heads : "There Is no thine," be moaning said, "That must not some day Join the dead." He sat where rolled a river deep; A woman sat her down to weep A child lay in her lap asleep. The waters touched the mother's hand. His heart was touched. He passed from land. But left it laughing la the sand. That one kind word, that one good deed, Was as If you should plant a seed In sand along death's sable brede. And looking from the farther shore. He saw, where he had sat before, A light that grew; grew more and mor He saw a growing, glowing throng Of happy people, white and strong With faith, and jubilant with song. It grew and grew, this little seed Of good sown in that day of need, Until it touched the stars indeed 1 And then the old man smiling said, With youthful heart and lifted head, -"No good dtrtd ever Joins the dead " t Joaquin UUler. |