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We live for those who love us,
Whose hearts are kind and true ;
For the Lord that smiles above us,
And we wait His coming too:
For all human ties that bind us,
For the task by God assigned us,
For the bright hopes left behind us.
And the good that we can do.

We live to learn their story

Who’ve suffered for His sake,
To emulate their glory, .

And to follow in their wake—
Bards, patriots, martyrs, sages,
The noble of all ages,

Whose deeds crown history’s pages,

And Time’s great volume make.

We live for those who love us,
For those who know us true 5
For the Lord that smiles above us,
And we wait His coming too.
For the cause that lacks assistance,
For the wrong that needs resistance,
For the future in the distance,
And the good that we can do.

* ALL are architects of Fate,

Working in these walls of time ;
Some with massive deeds and great,
Some with ornaments of rhyme.

“Tn the elder days of art,
Builders wrought with greatest care
Each minute and unseen part,
For the gods see everywhere.

‘Let us do our work as well,
Both the unseen and the seen ;
Make the house where gods may dwell
Beautiful, entire, and clean.

‘Else our lives are incomplete,
Standing in these walls of time ;
Broken stairways, where the feet
Stumble as they seek to climb.

“ Build to-day, then, strong and sure,
With a firm and ample base,
And ascending, and secure,

Shall to-morrow find its place.”

LONGYELLOW.