Our Profession and Other Poems
As shall assist the guides of youth

To fire the soul and win the heart.

Remove the barriers which so long

Have held in thraldom many a mind,

Sing to the deaf a ransom-song,

Be eyes to those whose souls are blind;

Teach those who mould the plastic mind

To know that God hath never given

A mission weightier, more refined,

To angels round the courts of heaven,

Than that of training human minds

Committed unto human hands,

In which the spirit e'er survives

And through eternity expands.

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Paint truthfully the living dead

Whose sensibilities were slain

By tyros, oft unskilled, unread,

In all the workings of the brain;

Whose concepts of the avenues


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