w, Thou Winter Wind" 2891 ls, that have made me your sport, d I shall visit no more: nds, do they now and then send he I yet have a friend, a friend I am never to see. et is a glance of the mind! red with the speed of its flight, mpest itself lags behind, e swift-wingèd arrows of light. I think of my own native land, oment I seem to be there; s! recollection at hand urries me back to despair. e sea-fowl is gone to her nest, ast is laid down in his lair; here is a season of rest, to my cabin repair. Is mercy in every place, hercy, encouraging thought! even affliction a grace econciles man to his lot. William Cowper [1731-1800] BLOW, THOU WINTER WIND" From "As You Like It " w, blow, thou winter wind, pu art not so unkind As man's ingratitude; y tooth is not so keen, cause thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. sing heigh-ho! unto the green holly; dship is feigning, most loving mere folly: en, heigh-ho, the holly! s life is most jolly! Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, As benefits forgot: Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remembered not. Heigh-ho! sing heigh-ho! unto the green holly; This life is most jolly! William Shakespeare (1564-1616] THE HOUSE BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD THERE are hermit souls that live withdrawn In the place of their self-content; There are souls like stars, that dwell apart, There are pioneer souls that blaze their paths But let me live by the side of the road And be a friend to man. Let me live in a house by the side of the road The men who are good and the men who are bad, I would not sit in the scorner's seat Or hurl the cynic's ban Let me live in a house by the side of the road I see from my house by the side of the road, The men who are faint with the strife, But I turn not away from their smiles nor their tears, Both parts of an infinite plan Let me live in a house by the side of the road And be a friend to man. Man With the Hoe brook-gladdened meadows ahead, ses on through the long afternoon when the travelers rejoice the strangers that moan, use by the side of the road o dwells alone. house by the side of the road, ce of men go by— 2893 ey are bad, they are weak, they are strong, so am I. I sit in the scorner's seat, hic's ban? y house by the side of the road d to man. Sam Walter Foss [1858-1911] E MAN WITH THE HOE SEEING MILLET'S WORLD-FAMOUS PAINTING His own image, in the image of God made He him. the weight of centuries he leans -GENESIS be and gazes on the ground, ess of ages in his face, back the burden of the world. him dead to rapture and despair, t grieves not and that never hopes, stunned, a brother to the ox? hed and let down this brutal jaw? the hand that slanted back this brow? ath blew out the light within this brain? Thing the Lord God made and gave >minion over sea and land; he stars and search the heavens for power; passion of Eternity? Is this the Dream He dreamed who shaped the suns There is no shape more terrible than this— More tongued with censure of the world's blind greed- What gulfs between him and the seraphim! O masters, lords and rulers in all lands, Is this the handiwork you give to God, This monstrous thing distorted and soul-quenched? Give back the upward looking and the light; O masters, lords and rulers in all lands, Edwin Markham [1852 The Man With the Hoe 2895 HE MAN WITH THE HOE A REPLY rmit Nature to take her own way: she better understands n we.-MONTAIGNE eads not our labels, "great" and "small"; he one and all wing, win and hold the vacant place; royal race. e, rough-cast, with rigid arm and limb, er molded him, e realm ruler and demigod, e rock and clod. re is no "better" and no "worse," red head no curse. It is and bowed; so is he crowned gdom is the ground. Le burdens on the one stern road rs each back its load; toil, but neither high nor low. or sword or hoe, as put out strength, lo, he is strong; ch spade or song t questions,-"This one, shall he stay?" rs "Yea," or "Nay," he digs, he sings"; and he bides on, rs, and is gone. hall he have, the toiler, strength and grace, his place |