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PRAYER.

PRAYER. 467.2 I stood upon the threshold; musical Reverberant footsteps ghostlike came and went And my lips trembled as magnificent Before me rose a vision of that hall Whereof great Milton is the mighty wall, Shakespeare the dome with…

National Monuments.

National Monuments. 528.3 Count not the cost of honor to the dead! The tribute that a mighty nation paya To those who loved her well in former daya Means more than gratitude for glories fied: For overy noble man that she hath bred, Immortalized…

At Salute.

At Salute. 528.5 The kind stands by and baies his head Why is it so? I was a clod (he would have said) An hour ago. An hour ago, ere I was dead. I would have barod, And he, the king, with needless tread Onward had fared. And now, this change-what…