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 ...
I have often thought there's a power Unknown to science or art, That opens and closes the portals That lead to the human ...
There's an ogre abroad, boys, There's an ogre abroad, A three-handed monster That makes his abode In hamlet and city, In country and town, And revels ...
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 ...
An honest man with noble mind, With heart sincere, true, and refined, Who lives for God and all mankind, Who cares for rich ...
The seeming saint with long drawn face, Who thinks that he has so much grace He should be throned on highest place To ...
Into the port where Liberty stands Inviting the nations to woo her, Malefactors swarm from foreign lands, Whose tenets would surely undo her. Criminals, ...
As shadows are to material forms, As mists to the copious shower As dead calms are to tornado storms That in tropical region ...
The tiny trembling tendons That twine about the heart, Are chords that yield a music Unknown to vocal art. Though soft the notes are ...
How strange are the stories we sometimes read In faces we meet by the way, They unconsciously tell of motive or deed That ...
How habit grows no one e'er knows, And yet he is a giant That has a will and subtle skill That never yet ...
Dear Brother, how the time speeds on And leaves its trace upon our forms; The days of sunny youth are gone And age ...
A duty done is victory won, E'en though in the doing, Efforts may fail to bring avail In lines we are pursuing. Nothing is ...
Let quiet people talk of peace-- Contentment of the mind, But he who lives at perfect ease Can never bless mankind. If each no ...
After our labor is finished, After the struggle is done, A restful surcease awaits us At the setting of life's sun. If when our ...
Sometimes our soul within us burns To see dark Ignorance aspire To move toward light a mind that yearns For knowledge that may ...
How strangely dark are the vapors That sometimes obscure the way, Ere the light of truth advances To the noon of a perfect ...
Soul speaks to soul, eye speaks to eye, And mind by mind is read; The heart bounds in sweet ecstasy Whene'er a light ...
Courage and Faith are of heavenly birth, Though sent down to our lowly earth To cheer the heart of man; They are only ...
The smallest type of manhood that lives, (If manhood it may be called,) Is that which knows no power but wealth That is ...
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