...expressions : — 1 Carruth, for example, in the familiar poem " Each in His Own Tongue," says: — " A picket frozen on duty, — A mother starved for...hemlock, And Jesus on the rood, — And millions who, homeless and nameless, The straight, hard pathway plod, — Some call It Consecration, And others call...

...goldenrod, Some of us call it Autumn, Others call it God. Like tides on a crescent sea-beach. When the moon is new and thin, Into our hearts high yearnings Come welling and surging in, Come from the distant ocean, Whose rim no foot hath trod. Some of us call it Longing, Others call it God. A picket,...

...times along the journey of life; when we think— " Of the picket frozen on duty, The mother standing for her brood, Socrates drinking the hemlock, And Jesus on the rood; And on the millions who, humble, nameless, The straight hard pathway have trod, Some call it consecration,...

...times along the journey of life; when we think— " Of the picket frozen on duty, The mother standing for her brood, Socrates drinking the hemlock, And Jesus on the rood ; And on the millions who, humble, nameless, The straight hard pathway have trod, Some call it consecration,...

...times along the journey of life ; when we think — " Of the picket frozen on duty, The mother standing for her brood, Socrates drinking the hemlock, And Jesus on the rood ; And on the millions who, humble, nameless, The straight hard pathway have trod, Some call it consecration,...

...times along the journey of life ; when we think — " Of the picket frozen on duty, The mother standing for her brood, Socrates drinking the hemlock, And Jesus on the rood ; And on the millions who, humble, nameless, The straight hard pathway have trod, Some call it consecration,...

...Some of us call it autumn, and others call it God. Like tides on a crescent sea-beach, when the moon is new and thin, Into our hearts high yearnings come...Socrates drinking the hemlock, and Jesus on the rood; And i, i I mi. who humble and nameless the straight hard pathway trod, Some call it consecration, and others...

...call it Evolution, And others call it God. ' ' Like the tints on a crescent sea beach When the moon is new and thin, Into our hearts high yearnings Come welling and singing in — Come, from the mystic ocean, Whose rim no foot has trod — Some of us call it Longing,...

...Some call it Evolution, And others call it God. " Like the tints on a crescent sea beach When the moon is new and thin, Into our hearts high yearnings Come...of us call it Longing, And others call it God. " A haze on the far horizon, The infinite tender sky. The ripe, rich tints of the cornfields, And the wild...

...sun shine everywhere." — James Whitcomb Rilcy. Like tides on a crescent sea-beach, When the moon is new and thin, Into our hearts high yearnings Come...Some of us call it longing, And others call it God. — William Herbert Carruth. There is a ship named Sometime ; Men dream of it, and wait ; One on the...