Texas School Journal, Volume 25

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Texas Educational Journal Publishing Company, 1907 - Education
 

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Page 8 - That man, I think, has had a liberal education who has been so trained in youth that his body is the ready servant of his will, and does with ease and pleasure all the work that, as a mechanism, it is capable of; whose intellect is a clear, cold, logic engine, with all its parts of equal strength, and in smooth working order; ready, like a steam engine, to be turned to any kind of work, and spin the gossamers as well as forge the anchors of the mind...
Page 46 - He has achieved success who has lived well, laughed often and loved much ; who has gained the respect of intelligent men and the love of little children : who has filled his niche and accomplished his task; who...
Page 1 - The sky is changed ! and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong. Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among, Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud. But every mountain now hath found a tongue. And Jura answers through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud...
Page 8 - Let me but do my work from day to day. In field or forest, at the desk or loom, In roaring market place, or tranquil room: Let me but find It In my heart to say, When vagrant wishes beckon me astray — "This Is my work; my blessing, not my doom: Of all who live. I am the one by whom This work can best be done, In the right way.
Page 21 - WHEN I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes.
Page 18 - They do me wrong who say I come no more When once I knock and fail to find you in; For every day I stand outside your door And bid you wake, and rise to fight and win. Wail not for precious chances passed away! Weep not for golden ages on the wane! Each night I burn the records of the day — At sunrise every soul is born again!
Page 28 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Page 12 - When they had heard the king, they departed; and, lo, the star, which they saw in the east, went before them, till it came and stood over where the young child was.
Page 40 - When springs run low, and on the brooks, In idle golden freighting, Bright leaves sink noiseless in the hush Of woods, for winter waiting ; When comrades seek sweet country haunts, By twos and twos together, And count like misers hour by hour October's bright blue weather.

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