WORTH WHILE
"Is it worth while?" we wearied say,
At close of long and struggling day;
These duties that upon us press
All seem to end in nothingness.
At close of long and struggling day;
These duties that upon us press
All seem to end in nothingness.
Is it worth while, for others' sake,
This constant sacrifice to make?
They do not seem to love us more,
The world is selfish as before.
This constant sacrifice to make?
They do not seem to love us more,
The world is selfish as before.
Is it worth while? Were this word all,
No wonder should its griefs appall;
Yet, oh! to win our Father's smile,
Our every effort is—worth while.
No wonder should its griefs appall;
Yet, oh! to win our Father's smile,
Our every effort is—worth while.
ARBUTUS
The dull brown leaves I swept aside,
Where erstwhile hidden lay
The sweetest blossoms of the Spring,
A foretaste, they, of May.
Where erstwhile hidden lay
The sweetest blossoms of the Spring,
A foretaste, they, of May.
How oft we cast the careless glance,
And crush beneath our feet
The beauty gentleness might find
In lives both fair and sweet.
And crush beneath our feet
The beauty gentleness might find
In lives both fair and sweet.
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