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...of the day — At sunrise every soul is born again 1 Laugh like a boy at splendors that have fled; To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb; My judgments...with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Tho deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep; I_lend my arm to all who say "I can." Xo shame-faced...

...Washington Irving. OPPORTUNITY They do me wrong who say I come no more. When once I knock and fail to find you in: For every day I stand outside your...with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. — Judge Walter Malone. HEREIN IS LOVE Herein is love; to lift another's cross, To give away the gold...

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...like a boy at splendors that have sped, To vanish joys be blind and deaf and dumb; My judgments sea1 the dead past with its dead. But never bind a moment...Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep ; Í lend my arm to all who say "t can." No shame-faced outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise...

...once I knock and fail to find you in ; For every day I stand outside your door And bid you wake to rise to fight and win. Wail not for precious chances...with its dead But never bind a moment yet to come. Tho' deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep ; I lend my arm to all who say " I can !" No shamefaced...

...lie. OPPORTUNITY i BY WALTER MALONE They do me wrong who say I come no more When once I knock and fail to find you in; For every day I stand outside your...with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Tho deep in mire wring not your hands and weep, I lend my arm to all who say "I can!" No shamefaced...

...and hope, for we can conjure them if we wish, even when clouds hang low and life seems uninviting. " Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped; To vanished...with its dead; But never bind a moment yet to come." This is the voice of Opportunity that reason and commonsense conjure from the universal experience...

...a boy at splendors that have sped; To vanished joys be blind, and deaf and dumb; My judgments seat the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. THE ERL-KING BY JOHANN WOLFGANG VON GOETHH (Translated by Sir Walter Scott) Oh, who rides by night...

...shown: OPPORTUNITY. By Walter Malone. They do me wrong who say I come no more When once I knock and fail to find you in; For every day I stand outside your...with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come, " " Tho' deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep; I lend my arm to all who say "I can!" No shamefaced...