Of timorous soul who scarcely dares

Go forward all alone,

But needs some word of magic power

To give him life and zest,

Some animating heart-given dower

Whose wealth is interest.

Few, few there are who know the force

That dormant lies in many a brain,

Who trace inertia to its source

Or see how mind o'er mind may reign.

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MEMORY AND REASON.

Who stores the mind with richest truth

Gathered from sages of all lands,

May toil through days of sunny youth,

And on till Death gives his commands,

But fails to call to him the aid

Of Reason, Judgment, and Good Sense,

Will find himself at last dismayed

At smallness of his consequence.

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