YOU AND TO-DAY.

WITH every rising of the sun

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Think of your life as just begun.

The past has shrived and buried deep
All yesterdays-there let them sleep.

Nor seek to summon back one ghost
Of that innumerable host.

Concern yourself with but to-day.
Woo it and teach it to obey,

Your wish and will.

Since time began

To-day has been the friend of man.

But in his blindness and his sorrow
He looks to yesterday and to-morrow.

You and to-day! a soul sublime
And the great pregnant hour of time.

With God between to bind the train-
Go forth I say-attain-attain.

O

THE REASON.

Do you know what moves the tides

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As they swing from low to high?

'Tis the love, love, love,

Of the moon within the sky.

Oh, they follow where she guides,
Do the faithful hearted tides.

Do you know what moves the earth
Out of winter into spring?

'Tis the love, love, love,

Of the sun, the mighty king. Oh, the rapture that finds birth, In the kiss of sun and earth.

Do you know what makes sweet songs

Ring for me above earth's strife?

'Tis the love, love, love,

That you bring into my life,

Oh, the glory of the songs

In the heart where love belongs.

M

THE CHAIN.

EN have outgrown the worthless creed,
Which bade them deem it God's good will,
That labor sweat and starve to fill,

And glut the purse of idle greed.

They have outgrown the poor content

That breeds oppression. Forged by pain,
Mind links with mind in one great chain
Of protest and of argument.

And by the hand of progress hurled,
This mighty chain of human thought,
In silence and in anguish wrought,
Encompasses the pulsing world.

And he who will not form a link
Of new conditions soon to be,
Ere long must stand aghast to see,
Old systems toppling down the brink.

They cannot and they shall not last.
The broader impulse of the day
Will gain and grow and sweep away

The rank injustice of the past.

The purport of the hour is vast.

The world needs justice. It demands

United hearts, united hands. The day of charity is past.

Let no man think he can despoil

And rob his kind by trick and fraud, And at the last make peace with God By tossing alms to honest toil.

More labor for the selfish few;

More leisure for the burdened mass; These things shall surely come to pass, As old conditions change to new.

They change thro' strain and strike and strife,
The worst but speeds the final best,
Work for all men-for all men rest,

And time to taste the joys of life.

MISSION.

F you are sighing for a lofty work,

If great ambitions dominate your mind, Just watch yourself and see you do not shirk The common little ways of being kind.

If you are dreaming of a future goal,

When crowned with glory men shall own your

power,

Be careful that you let no struggling soul
Go by unaided in the present hour.

If you are moved to pity for the earth,

And long to aid it, do not look so high,

You pass some poor, dumb creature faint with thirst.
All life is equal in the eternal eye.

If you would help to make the wrong things right,
Begin at home: there lies a lifetime's toil.
Weed your own garden fair for all men's sight,
Before you plan to till another's soil.

God chooses his own leaders in the world,

And from the rest he asks but willing hands. As mighty mountains into place are hurled,

While patient tides may only shape the sands.