Memorials of Theophilus Trinal, Student By Thomas T. Lynch. Third Edition, Enlarged |
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CHAPTER XIV. Memorials of Theophilus Trinal, Student | ||
PROOFS.
The man that can and will
In the rough waters swim,
And calmly keep his courage still—
We know the proof of him.
In the rough waters swim,
And calmly keep his courage still—
We know the proof of him.
The man by praise unbought,
And free from haste and whim,
Who speaks aloud his inward thought—
We know the proof of him.
And free from haste and whim,
Who speaks aloud his inward thought—
We know the proof of him.
The man who hails the morn,
While yet with dazzling rim
The day's new monarch is unborn—
We know the proof of him.
While yet with dazzling rim
The day's new monarch is unborn—
We know the proof of him.
The man who not for gold
His way will wind and trim,
But rich or poor is just and bold—
We know the proof of him.
His way will wind and trim,
But rich or poor is just and bold—
We know the proof of him.
The man who will not plead
His weary head and limb,
When love is at its sorest need—
We know the proof of him.
His weary head and limb,
When love is at its sorest need—
We know the proof of him.
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The man who hates excess,
Yet fills up to the brim
His every cup of kindliness—
We know the proof of him.
Yet fills up to the brim
His every cup of kindliness—
We know the proof of him.
The man who fears no cry
Of party-bigot grim,
But meekly stands, and sturdily—
We know the proof of him.
Of party-bigot grim,
But meekly stands, and sturdily—
We know the proof of him.
The man whose laughter rings
A puzzle to the prim;
Yet who no witty poison flings—
We know the proof of him.
A puzzle to the prim;
Yet who no witty poison flings—
We know the proof of him.
The man who plunging dives
Where others only skim,
And so at real truth arrives—
We know the proof of him.
Where others only skim,
And so at real truth arrives—
We know the proof of him.
The man who brightly shines,
Not flickering and dim,
But steady as the heavenly signs—
We know the proof of him.
Not flickering and dim,
But steady as the heavenly signs—
We know the proof of him.
This man for our behoof,
In body stout or slim,
Hath manfully wrought out the proof—
That God hath wrought in him.
In body stout or slim,
Hath manfully wrought out the proof—
That God hath wrought in him.
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