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Behold the earth swung in among the stars Fit home for gods if men were only kind— Do thou thy part to shape it to those ends, By shaping thine own life to perfectness. Seek nothing for thyself or thine own kin That robs another of one hope or joy, Let no man toil in poverty and pain To give thee unearned luxury and ease. Feed not the hungry servitor with stones, That idle guests may fatten on thy bread. Look for the good in stranger and in foe, Nor save thy praises for the cherished few; And let the weakest sinner find in thee An impetus to reach receding heights. p. 73Behold the earth swung in among the stars— Fit home for gods; wake thou the God within And by the broad example of thy love Communicate Omnipotence to men. All men are unawakened gods: be thine The voice to rouse them from unhappy sleep

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p. 74WHAT THEY SAW

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Sad man, Sad man, tell me, pray, What did you see to-day?

I saw the unloved and unhappy old, waiting for slow delinquent death to come. Pale little children toiling for the rich, in rooms where sunlight is ashamed to go. The awful alms-house, where the living dead rot slowly in their hideous open graves. And there were shameful things; Soldiers and forts, and industries of death, and devil ships, and loud-winged devil birds, All bent on slaughter and destruction. These and yet more shameful things mine eyes beheld. Old men upon lascivious conquest bent, and young men living with no thought of God; And half clothed women puffing at a weed, aping the vices of the underworld— p. 75Engrossed in shallow pleasures and intent on being barren wives. These things I saw. (How God must loathe His earth.)

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Glad man, Glad man, tell me, pray, What did you see to-day?

I saw an aged couple, in whose eyes Shone that deep light of mingled love and faith Which makes the earth one room of Paradise, And leaves no sting in death.

I saw fair regiments of children pour, Rank after rank, out of the schoolroom door By Progress mobilised. They seemed to say ‘Let ignorance make way; We are the heralds of a better day.’

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