Bear-and-forbear,
To make folk blest,
Seeks everywhere
To be a guest.
Angelic one,
Who art so near,
Thy will be done,
Both now and here.
LX.
Comes knowledge
At college;
Wisdom comes later,
And is the greater.
Art thou of both possessed?
Then art thou richly blest.
LXI.
What can I wish thee better Than that through all thy days, The spirit, not the letter, Invite thy blame or praise? Seek ever to unroll The substance or the soul; If that be fair and pure, It will, and must endure; And lo! the homely dress Grows into loveliness.
LXII.
Into the heart of man
The things that bless or ban;
Out of the life he lives,
The boon or curse he gives.
Guard well thy open heart,
What enters must depart.
LXIII.
Is this—is this thine album? ’Tis nothing but a sign Of something more divine. Thou art the real album, And on its wondrous pages Is writ thy daily wages. Thou canst not blot a word, Much less tear out a leaf. But all thy prayers are heard, And every pain and grief May be to thee as stairs To better things, until Thou reachest, unawares, The Master’s mind and will.
LXIV.
Seek thou for true friends,
Aim thou at true ends,
With God above them all;
Then, as the shadows lengthen,
Will thy endurance strengthen,
With heaven thy coronal.
LXV.
Ten thousand eyes of night,
One Sovereign Eye above;
Ten thousand rays of light,
One central fire of Love.
No eyes of night appear,
God’s Eye is never closed;
No rays of light to cheer,
For self hath interposed.
Yet Love’s great fire
is bright
By day as well as night.
LXVI.
O we remember
In leafy June,
And white December
Love’s gentle
tune;
For nevermore,
On any shore,
Is life the same
As ere love came.
LXVII.
And this is the day
My child came down from heaven,
And this is the way
The sweetest kiss is given.
LXVIII.
Thy natal day, my dear!
Good heart, good words for
cheer,
And kisses now and here,
With love through many a year!