Page 264 - The model orator, or, Young folks' speaker : containing the choicest recitations and readings from the best authors for schools, public entertainments, social gatherings, Sunday schools, etc. : including recitals in prose and verse ...
P. 264
One more turn at the droning wheel,
One more glimpse of the past to steal—
Boys grown aged, all far away ;
Cabin fallen to sad decay;
Two old graves on the neighboring hill—
That will do— let the wheel be still;
Round and round,
Round and round,
Sadly sighing with sobbing sound ;
Baby, childhood, youth, gray head;
Death comes softly and .snaps the thread—
Snaps the thread!
LOOKING INTO THE FUTURE.
O ld, never sit we down, and say
There’s nothing left but sorrow' 1
We walk the wilderness to-day,
The promised land to-morrow.
And though age wearies by the way,
And hearts break in the furrow,
W e’ll sow the golden grain to-day,
And harvest comes to-morrow.
Build up heroic lives, and all
Be like a sheathen sabre,
Ready to (lash out at God's call,
O chivalry oflabor!
Triumph and toil arc twins; and aye
Joy suns the cloud of sorrow;
And ’tig the martyrdom to-day
Brings victory to-morrow.
G e r a l d M a s sey.