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LESSON IN HEROISM by Robert D. JOYCE


Boy, you are come of gentle blood,
Though now of poor degree,
Where'er you go, may God the Good
Smile on your destiny
What'er your future, dark or bright
Through life's bechequered span,
In fortune's glow or blackest night
Still prove yourself a MAN.

When toiling up life's mountains rude,
O'er pathways insecure,
A kindly bond of brotherhood,
Should bind you to the poor.
Whom'er you see misfortune grip,
And wither 'neath her ban,
Go, grasp his hand in fellowship
And prove yourself a MAN.

What'er you sow in heedless youth
In Manhood you will reap;
Then walk in virtue's path of truth,
And God's commandments keep.
For Virtue is the surest sign
Since life and time began
Then with her arms you soul defend,
And prove yourself a MAN.

O Wealth, it is a faithless thing,
And false are pride and fame
For death may snap the human string,
When loudest throats acclaim,
Then, n'er let wealth, no fame nor pride
Your youthful heart trepan,
Let Christian honour be your guide
And prove yourself a MAN.