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To share the living with even Fame, For a heart that is only human, Is hard, when Glory asserts her claim Like a bold, insistent woman; Yet a great, grand passion can put aside Or stay each selfish emotion, And watch, with a pleasure that springs from pride, Its rival—the world's devotion. TO SHARE THE LIVING WITH EVEN FAME FOR A HEART THAT IS ONLY HUMAN IS HARD WHEN GLORY ASSERTS HER CLAIM LIKE A BOLD INSISTENT WOMAN YET A GREAT GRAND PASSION CAN PUT ASIDE OR STAY EACH SELFISH EMOTION AND WATCH WITH A PLEASURE THAT SPRINGS FROM PRIDE ITS RIVAL THE WORLD'S DEVOTION
n; love, a man; Death has crowned him as a martyr,—so from goal to goal he ran, Knowing all the sum of glory that a human life may span. He was chosen by the people; not an accident of birth Made him ruler of a nation, but his own intrinsic worth. Fools may govern over kingdoms—not republics of the earth. He has raised the lovers’ standard by his loyalty and faith, He has shown how virile manhood may keep free from scandal’s breath. He has gazed, with trust unshaken, in the awful eyes of Death. In the mighty march of progress he has sought to do his best. Let his enemies be silent, as we lay him down to rest, And may God assuage the anguish of one suffering woman’s breast. GRIEF As the funeral train with its honoured dead On its mournful way went sweeping, While a sorrowful nation bowed its head And the whole world joined in weeping, I thought, as I looked on the solemn sight, Of the one fond heart despairing, And I said to myself, as in truth I might, “How sad must be this _sharing_.”  GRIEF BY ELLA WHEELER WILCOX READ FOR LIVERVOX THOUGHTWORK BY WAKEMIN T KAY IN SPOSYLVANIA VIRGINIA AS THE FUNERAL TRAIN WITH ITS HONOUR DEAD ON ITS MOURNFUL WAY WENT SWEEPING WHILE A SORROWFUL NATION BOWED ITS HEAD AND THE WHOLE WORLD JOINED IN WEEPING I THOUGHT AS I LOOKED ON THE SOLEMN SIGHT OF THE ONE FOND HEART DESPAIRING AND I SAID TO MYSELF AS IN TRUTH I MIGHT HOW SAD MUST BE THIS SHARING
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