Our Profession and Other Poems
That remains yet undefined,

That touches the springs and pulleys

That open the human mind.

I have watched the glow of faces,

As a light from this occult source

Has touched some inert nature

With an energizing force.

The effect was so magnetic,

It seemed like creative skill

From the hand of the Great Master,

To give passive being will.

Sometimes its power seemed but presence,

Sometimes, a soft, mild tone,

Sometimes, a look of decision,

Ofttimes, from a source unknown.

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There's a something wrapped in th' nature

Of those most adapted to teach

That charms and holds the attention

Of those whom its powers reach.


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