Did I Follow Truth Wherever She Led,

O Maternal Earth Which Rocks The Fallen Leaf To Sleep!

There Is The Silence Of Age, Too Full Of Wisdom For The Tongue To Utter It In Words Intelligible To Those Who Have Not Lived The Great Range Of Life.

Those Who First Oppose A Good Work, Seize It And Make It Their Own, When The Cornerstone Is Laid And Memorial Tablets Are Erected.

To This Generation I Would Say: Memorize Some Bit Of Verse Of Truth Or Beauty.

The Typical American? He Is Sent To School Little Or Much, Where He Imbibes The Rule Of Safety First And Comfort; In His Youth He Joins The Church And Ends The Quest Of Truth.