THE EPILOGUE

He Toiled long, well, and with Good Cheer

In the Service of Others

Giving his Whole, Asking little

Enduring patiently, Complaining

Not at all

With small Means

Effecting Much

* * *

He had no Strength that was not Useful

No Weakness that was not Lovable

No Aim that was not Worthy

No Motive that was not Pure

* * *

Ever he Bent

His Eye upon the Task

Undone

Ever he Bent

His Soul upon the Stars

His Heart upon

The Sun

* * *

Bravely he Met

His Test

Richly he Earned

His Rest

--HERBERT PUTNAM.

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