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HERBERT PRICE.
81

QUATRAINS.

i.

Close not thy lids on idle dreams,
O voyaging soul aghast!
Safe through the mazes of life's streams
No dreamer ever passed.

ii.


Who fails in his allotted march
To make one step for right,
Spoils the wide curve of heaven's arch,
And mars the infinite.

iii.


The soul that dies by flesh o'erwon,
Is like some tender growth
On which a fetid adder coils,
And kills in folds of sloth.

iv.


Eagles mount on easy wing;
Larks are light of feather;
Man, the heavy-footed thing,
Adds stars and suns together.