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Show IS IT ENOUGH? Is it enough to give the best of life? To rill with hope the .fardel of a friend? It is enough in torture to bear strife, Another's weak and heedless aims to mend? Will it suffice, when all this life is past, To know we came when others dared command, Following drear Duty to the barren last. Nor hoarded gifts with any grudging hand? To see the sneer and answer not, nor S;roan? To feel the tight chain wearing deep, and smile? To laugh when sobs are near? To be alone When the heart fails? To know the little while . God gives us for our work? To pray and tail To rise again and beg for love that dies? To see, thro' burning tears, the weary trail On dry, dead fields beneath hot-shining skies? However salt the cup our lips must taste. It is the glory of a warrior's fate To battle tor the meed that others waste And sink unconquered all when day grows late. This must suffice; to struggle,, hope and die; To carry crosses over thorny ways; To know Gethsemanis; give love . for followers thus . thro' life's appointed ap-pointed days. (S. M. O'Malley in Donahoe's for June.) |