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And from the discontent of man
The world's best progress springs.
Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Who climbs the mountain does not always climb.
The winding road slants downward many a time;
Yet each descent is higher than the last.
New Thought Pastels (1913)
How fleeting the sorrows of youth, how slight the foundations on which the young build towers of despair
Give of thy love, nor wait to know the worth
Of what thou lovest; and ask no returning.
And wheresoe'er thy pathway leads on earth,
There thou shalt find the lamp of love-light burning.
New Thought Pastels (1913)
I'm no reformer; for I see more light
Than darkness in the world; mine eyes are quick
To catch the first dim radiance of the dawn,
And slow to note the cloud that threatens storm.
Poems of Pleasure (1900)
But though that place I never gain,
Herein lies comfort for my pain:
I will be worthy of it.
Oh you who read some song I have sung
What know you of the soul from whence it sprung
The world needs divine power in every human being the recognition of which is the secret to all success and happiness
So many gods, so many creeds;
So many paths that wind and wind,
While just the art of being kind
Is all the sad world needs.
Body and mind, and spirit, all combine
To make the Creature, human and divine. Of this great trinity no part deny.
Affirm, affirm, the Great Eternal I.
New Thought Pastels (1913)
And let its meaning permeate
Whatever comes, This too shall pass away.
Each mental wave we send out from the mind,
Or base, or kind,
Completes its circuit, then with added force
Seeks its own source.
New Thought Pastels (1913)
Our lives are songs; God writes the words
And we set them to music at pleasure;
And the song grows glad, or sweet or sad,
As we choose to fashion the measure.
The days grow shorter, the nights grow longer,
The headstones thicken along the way;
And life grows sadder, but love grows stronger
For those who walk with us day by day.
Look to the Great Eternal Cause
And not to any man, for light.
Look in; and learn the wrong, and right,
From your own soul's unwritten laws.
And when you question, or demur,
Let Love be your Interpreter.
New Thought Pastels (1913)
Though smooth be the heartless prayer, no ear in heaven will mind it;
And the finest phrase falls dead, if there is no feeling behind it.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a long and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.
In the face of the sun are great thunderbolts hurled,
And the storm-clouds have shut out its light;
But a Rainbow of Promise now shines on the world,
And the universe thrills at the sight.