Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: $atiew; % to. - Thb martyr'd spirit that can shrink and feel, Gently enduring long; the generous mind After ill-usage waiting to be kind; The man, who for his enemy can kneel And beg from Heav'n forgiveness to his sin; The outraged heart, all tenderness within, Though like a hero plated up in steel; These be the Patient ones whom God approves: He wills no feeling quench'd, no hope destroy'd; He claims affection's life, the warmth of zeal, All noblest active impulses and loves Energized and encouraged and enjoy'd,— Then counsels Patience; with her oily balm Lulling life's roughening surface to a calm. . Never have regrets, brother, But for sake of sin; The treacherous heart within All too soon forgets, brother, How it felt, and was, in thought, Acting out the thing it ought. AH thy will was well, brother, Well didst thou deserve; Circumstance might swerve, But, the truth to tell, brother, Consequences none foresee Never need be cares to thee. Always for the best, brother, Hourly hast thou striven; Though to be forgiven, This shall be thy test, brother,— Did not honest zeal obey Duty's impulse every day? What seem'd then so right, brother, Let no censure now, No unkindly brow, Damage in thy sight, brother; Yesterday did what it could; Scorn not thou its humbler good! To thyself be true, brother; Yield not to regret; Nor thy spirit fret To do, or to undo, brother, What is now beyond thy skill; Pacts are facts, do what we will. Every Present seems, brother, Girt about with friends; Every Future sends Glory to thy dreams, brother; But we all condemn too fast The friendless and the hopeless Past. Scorn not what thou wast, brother,— Trust not what thou art; Watch thy coward heart; Look to that ...