. Book of the Royal blue . re an oriental fighow much it came to, for he wouldntexpect ever to pay for it. The poet soars aloft—usually in theloft of tall buildings where editors sit andrefuse poems- with thanks. He communeswith the spirits ofttimes, when he has theprice or some friend stands treat, and the Muse is his special friend — in fact hemuses most of the time. The poet is born, not made. If thelatter were the case there wouldnt be anypoets. No, they are born. A great manypersons kick about it, but it cant behelped. It is one of the dispensationswhich we do not understand but mustendur
. Book of the Royal blue . re an oriental fighow much it came to, for he wouldntexpect ever to pay for it. The poet soars aloft—usually in theloft of tall buildings where editors sit andrefuse poems- with thanks. He communeswith the spirits ofttimes, when he has theprice or some friend stands treat, and the Muse is his special friend — in fact hemuses most of the time. The poet is born, not made. If thelatter were the case there wouldnt be anypoets. No, they are born. A great manypersons kick about it, but it cant behelped. It is one of the dispensationswhich we do not understand but mustendure. He is born, and a part of hismake-up is rhythm, rhyme and time—mostly time. That is why he has such atime all through life. If it wasnt forhis soaring qualities he would have asore time, indeed. The poet is also aman of feet. He usually goes afootthrough the world and about all he getsof it is si.\ feet of earth when he hassung his last song. Then the world lifts up its voice andsays: Lol we have lost a great CONTENTMENT is measured more bywhat we do not desire, than bythe possession of what we have. Too many of us try to do only thatmost easy to accomplish. of birth may prove anincentive for doing right, but it is nota preventative of doing wrong. Love breaks down the barriers ofhate and stands firmly on the foundationof duty. Failuke lays the egg of successand effort hatches it. We must place our will at the serviceof our conscience in order to overcometempting temptations. Occupation lifts the curtain ofdespondency and lets in the sunshineof hope. The morbid confession of impulsivewrong creates more pain than a well-defined silence upon the subject. Wakmed-oveu love seldom regainsits original flavor, even though seasonedwith the sauce of regret. Mich of our strength comes from aweakness we have outgrown. As we endeavor to influence ordirect others, so we go up or down with them. Let us deal as gently with the sonsshortcomings as we did with hisfather
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