Our Profession (Jared Barhite Poems)
There's an art in our profession, Which cannot be wholly learned From all books in our possession, Though their leaves be deftly turned Till ...
There's an art in our profession, Which cannot be wholly learned From all books in our possession, Though their leaves be deftly turned Till ...
I know of no profession 'Mong profane or divine, Excelling in its mission The power embraced in mine. It reaches earth and heaven Through heart ...
THE EYE. Some eyes are trained to scan large field Till instantaneous glance may yield A knowledge full and plenty; While others keep a ...
I have scanned the roll of teachers, Have noted the Aarons and Hurs Who have stayed education's Moses, And removed the cumbrous bars That ...
And so another week has gone, And I once more am left alone Within my silent room; My mind is worn by fervent ...
A silent force marks out the course Of every man and woman, No matter what may be the lot Of creatures that are ...
I love to spend the twilight hour When stars their radiance o'er me cast, With that benign mysterious power Which calls up mem'ries ...
Softly the tints of expiring day Tinge th' vaults of Hesperian heaven, Leaving a trace of the sun's mellow ray To escort the ...
Beneath the shade deep in a dell, Where fairy spirits ever dwell,-- Away from haunts of men, A living thing of godlike birth, By ...
Let quiet people talk of peace-- Contentment of the mind, But he who lives at perfect ease Can never bless mankind. If each no ...
Tree of our state and emblem of neatness, Beauty and grace abide in thy form; Not in thy blood alone courses a ...
Who lives for self alone should be Placed in some lonely, hollow tree, And left to toad and bat and owl-- To creatures ...
The flowers all wash their faces fair With the dews of the smiling morn, Then turn to greet the god of the ...
Courage and Faith are of heavenly birth, Though sent down to our lowly earth To cheer the heart of man; They are only ...
We know not all that we have done, Nor may we ever know; No field was ever lost or won, Until the final ...
It is hard to tell at the dawn of day What the sunset shades may bring, The plans we make may be ...
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