I was ever a fighter, so--one fight more.
The best and the last!
I would hate that death bandaged my eyes, and forebore,
And bade me creep past.
No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers
The heroes of old,
Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears
Of pain, darkness, and cold.
For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave,
The black minute's at end.
And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that rave
Shall dwindle, shall blend,
Shall change, shall become first a peace out of pain,
Then a light, then thy breast,
O thou soul of my soul! I shall clasp thee again,
And with God be the rest!
ROBERT BROWNING.
RECESSIONAL.
The "Recessional" (by Rudyard Kipling, 1865-) is one of the most
popular poems of this century. It is a warning to an age and a nation
drunk with power, a rebuke to materialistic tendencies and
boastfulness, a protest against pride.
"Reverence is the master-key of knowledge.
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