...the records of the day ; At sunrise every soul is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped. To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb ; My judgments seal the dead past with the dead But never bind a moment yet to come. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep ;...

...the records of the day, At Sunrise every soul is born again. Laugh like u boy at splendors that have sped, To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb;...hands and weep, I lend my arm to all who say: 'I can'. No shamefaced outcast ever sank so deep But he might rise and be again a man." "A ruler who appoints...

...ages on the wane ; Each night I burn the records of the day ; At sunrise every soul is born again. Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep; I lend ray arm to all who say " I can." No shamefaced outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise and be...

...of the day — At sunrise every soul is born again 1 Laugh like a boy at splendors that have fled; To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb; My judgments...with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. Tho deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep; I_lend my arm to all who say "I can." Xo shame-faced...

...the records of the day; At sunrise every soul is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped; To vanished joys be blind, and deaf and dumb,...with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. — Judge Walter Malone. HEREIN IS LOVE Herein is love; to lift another's cross, To give away the gold...

...records of the day — At sunrise every soul is born again ! Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped, To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb;...hands and weep; I lend my arm to all who say "I can !" No shamed- faced outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise and be again a man. Dost thou behold...

...like a boy at splendors that have sped, To vanish joys be blind and deaf and dumb; My judgments sea1 the dead past with its dead. But never bind a moment...Though deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep ; Í lend my arm to all who say "t can." No shame-faced outcast ever sank so deep But yet might rise...

...the records of the day ; At sunrise every soul is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped, To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb....with its dead But never bind a moment yet to come. Tho' deep in mire, wring not your hands and weep ; I lend my arm to all who say " I can !" No shamefaced...

...records of the day, — At sunrise every soul is born again! Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped, To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb;...hands and weep ; I lend my arm to all who say "I can!" No shame-faced outcast ever sank so deep, But yet might rise and be again a man! Dost thou behold thy...

...the records of the day, At sunrise every soul is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped, To vanished joys be blind and deaf and dumb;...your hands and weep, I lend my arm to all who say: "lean." No shamefaced outcast ever sank so deep But he might rise and be again a man. — Walter Malone...