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To hide the erring one in the heart
And strengthen it, with a purpose brave.

To do the little ones of God
The things which the world does, to the great.
To walk the world with a purpose grand
And, with eye on the final good, to wait.

If a man does this, I dare affirm
That he can afford to forego all care
About going to heaven, and give his whole time
To the work of getting his brother there.

The Disappointed.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

There are songs enough for the hero
Who dwells on the heights of fame
I sing for the dis-appointed
For those who have missed their aim.
I sing with a tearful cadence
For one who stands in the dark
And knows that his last, best arow
has bounded back, from the mask.