Commencement Parts; Valedictories, Salutatories, Orations, Essays, Class Poems, Ivy Orations, Toasts

Commencement Parts; Valedictories, Salutatories, Orations, Essays, Class Poems, Ivy Orations, Toasts : Also Original Speeches and Addresses for the National Holidays and Other Occasions

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1898 edition. Excerpt: ...found to do. A wide circle of his acquaintances give testimony to the number and generosity of his deeds of practical benevolence. "Work is the sober law," he said. During the last few years in the Ohio village this idealist, this ponderer on the old questions of life and death, was glad to engage in such unromantic works as the establishment of reading-rooms for street idlers. One of his most pathetic poems is the expression of a noble ambition he had cherished and was now constrained by approaching death to dismiss--the ambition to find with his active brain and warm heart some teaching or guidance for his fellow-men: "I tried to find, that I might show to them, Before I go, The path of purer lives: the light was dim, I do not know If I had found some footprints of the way; It is too late their wandering steps to stay, Before I go." Something better than he sought has Edward Sill left us--the revelation of his own spirit. The poetry which contains that revelation passes triumphantly the supreme test--it is fitted to become a vital interest on character. Is it strange that a man so honest, so unselfish, so spiritual, should look fearlessly on death? "Naked from that far abyss behind us We entered here. No word came with our coming to remind us What wondrous world was near. No hope, no fear. M Into the silent, starless night before us Naked we glide. No hand hath mapped the constellations o'er us, No comrade at our side, No chart, no guide. "Yet fearless toward that midnight, black and hollow, Our footsteps fare; The beckoning of a Father's hand we follow; His love alone is there, No curse, no care." These words are the full, eloquent and sufficient commentary on the life of Edward Rowland Sill....
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  • Paperback | 126 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 7mm | 240g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236758544
  • 9781236758545