Through Dust To Light; Poems From An Apprenticeship by Robert Valantine HeckscherThrough Dust To Light; Poems From An Apprenticeship by Robert Valantine Heckscher

Through Dust To Light; Poems From An Apprenticeship

byRobert Valantine Heckscher

Paperback | January 18, 2012

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1911. Excerpt: ... A CRIPPLE Pooe in the body, even unto debt, But fortified with spiritual powers, He turns to good, whatever pour the hours, Disarming fortune, more than fairly met By his indomitable cheer--nay! let Him weep, 'tis only one of his sun-showers--He seems the brighter for his woes, like flowers, Which smile the more, the more their eyes are wet! See! there he goes on crutches, crudely built, Skipping with jollity, a whistling boy; Ye Gods! he turns his crutch into a stilt--A thing on which to rise, to speed the stride, To play with, ho! to ford this rushing tide--O Bravery, God gives to each his joy! TO DISPARAGEMENT With random visions fair, that I am right--With constant real sights, that I am wrong--With faith and love forever burning bright, My star keeps marching to its spirit's song! What though I may dispel but little gloam, And many larger stars around me roll--Enough! that I may guide some vessel home-- Enough! the glory of a quenchless soul! MY WINDOW There is a window in my life, Through which I look on Paradise--Ah! who but thee, my lovely wife, My window to the skies--For, when thou art not here, I find That time hath drawn my only blind! But, when thou art before me, Dear, I feel a window, open wide--Through which, into my lonely lair, Streameth a sparkling tide Of scents, that tell of fields afar And songs of many a wandering star! And that is why I love thee so, My only window to the skies--Without thee I am blind, I know, And deaf to Paradise--Oh! all these beauties, outside me, I see, and hear, and touch through thee; God bless thee! A MOUNTAINEER What makes yon mountaineer So hale and hearty? It is the hills, my Dear, The hard old hills, I fear, That make yon mountaineer Worth a party! THE ETERNAL HUMAN A Thousand times, have I foresworn th...
Title:Through Dust To Light; Poems From An ApprenticeshipFormat:PaperbackDimensions:30 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.06 inPublished:January 18, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217644031

ISBN - 13:9780217644037