“From Zenith afar with its vertical ray shuns a sun and its splendor. The glory of day. Though dark clouds should arise to dim its clear light, they're scattered away by its power and might in the noon tide of life, there's a strength of the hour. It is then that the man reaches his zenith of power with an arm for the conflict.
A brain that can plan all his trials, but make him a manlier man. Like the oak on the hillside, majestic in form, like the ship on the ocean prepared for the storm when the storm would en. Or would dash the ground, they would come forth from the conflict with a victory crowned. What a power for good is a man in his prime who will stand for the right with a firmness.
Sublime who'll stand in his place with truth's. Banner unfurled, who will let his light shine for the good of the world when an enemy threatens the life of the state, when all known with sad hearts that the peril is great when devouring flames shoot up higher and higher and destruction stocks. as a fiend in the fire.
When by famine or sword or by pestilence dread, many thousands are called to lie down with the dead. When gross evils abound in the wicked, in the wicked increase, and we sigh for the joys and the triumphs of peace. In such perilous times, men's true manhood appears is grown with his growth and has strengthened with years.
When his country needs help, when the dangers die, he's ready if need be to dare and to. When the fiend in the fire has its victims at bay, or when the famine in the sword by the thousands with sleigh or when pests, swift forts victims would fly, then true men had shines forth brightest star in the sky.”
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"Manhood" By John M. Morse | Poems of Great Men
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“From Zenith afar with its vertical ray shuns a sun and its splendor. The glory of day. Though dark clouds should arise to dim its clear light, they're scattered away by its power and might in the noon tide of life, there's a strength of the hour. It is then that the man reaches his zenith of power with an arm for the conflict.
A brain that can plan all his trials, but make him a manlier man. Like the oak on the hillside, majestic in form, like the ship on the ocean prepared for the storm when the storm would en. Or would dash the ground, they would come forth from the conflict with a victory crowned. What a power for good is a man in his prime who will stand for the right with a firmness.
Sublime who'll stand in his place with truth's. Banner unfurled, who will let his light shine for the good of the world when an enemy threatens the life of the state, when all known with sad hearts that the peril is great when devouring flames shoot up higher and higher and destruction stocks. as a fiend in the fire.
When by famine or sword or by pestilence dread, many thousands are called to lie down with the dead. When gross evils abound in the wicked, in the wicked increase, and we sigh for the joys and the triumphs of peace. In such perilous times, men's true manhood appears is grown with his growth and has strengthened with years.
When his country needs help, when the dangers die, he's ready if need be to dare and to. When the fiend in the fire has its victims at bay, or when the famine in the sword by the thousands with sleigh or when pests, swift forts victims would fly, then true men had shines forth brightest star in the sky.”