XV So, Willy, let you and me be wipers Of scores out with all men - especially pipers! FELLOW LABORERS Not a star our eyes can see Not a flower that breathes and blows Hosts of happy insect things Brush it with their quickening wings. Brooks, as from the hills they flow, Turn the mill-wheels round and round. Each strong thing some service gives "T is but death to live alone. - Theodore C. Williams. EACH AND ALL Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown Stops his horse and lists with delight, Whilst his files sweep round yon Alpine height; Thy life to thy neighbor's creed has lent. Nothing is fair or good alone. I thought the sparrow's note from heaven, With the sun and the sand and the wild uproar. THE DUTY OF AN AMERICAN We know that self-government is difficult. We know that no people needs such high traits of character as that people which seeks to govern its affairs aright through the freely-expressed will of the freemen who compose it. But we have faith that we shall not prove false to the memories of the men of the mighty past. They did their work; they left us the splendid heritage we now enjoy. We in our turn have an assured confidence that we shall be able to leave this heritage unwasted, and enlarged, to our children and our children's children. To do so, we must show, not merely in great crises but in the everyday affairs of life, the qualities of practical intelligence, of courage, of hardihood and endurance, and, above all, the power of devotion to a lofty ideal, which made great men who founded this republic in the days of Washington, which made great the men who preserved this republic in the days of Abraham Lincoln. - Theodore Roosevelt. THE OLD FLAG FOREVER She's up there -Old Glory-where lightnings are sped; She dazzles the nations with ripples of red; And she'll wave for us living, or droop o'er us dead The flag of our country forever! |