. At early candle light and other poems. WHERE ARE THE HEROES? HERE are the heroes of old days? He asks, and lifts his lyre, and sounding psalm, the meed of praiseDue to the dead itinerants ;The men who, fearless, trod the mazeOf unpathed forests, sailed the , prayed, and rode with Asbury,That Christ might have sole are the heroes of old days? The while beside him men say this: Send us where souls in sorrow die ;Where heathenisms brood will hiss In hells dread dialect, when highThe cross of Calvary we raise; To serve where Satan has his seat; To warm them wit

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. At early candle light and other poems. WHERE ARE THE HEROES? HERE are the heroes of old days? He asks, and lifts his lyre, and sounding psalm, the meed of praiseDue to the dead itinerants ;The men who, fearless, trod the mazeOf unpathed forests, sailed the , prayed, and rode with Asbury,That Christ might have sole are the heroes of old days? The while beside him men say this: Send us where souls in sorrow die ;Where heathenisms brood will hiss In hells dread dialect, when highThe cross of Calvary we raise; To serve where Satan has his seat; To warm them with our own hearts heat; And, when t is done, say death is are the heroes of old days? Their hymns are heard in canons cold,By blight or blizzard undismayed; WHERE ARC THE HEROES? 135 The frontiers farthest farm they foldIn Jesus love, and with Him wade The Siddims slime of city ways; Thro crying want and crushing debtGive one their tears and one their sweat,And, dying, ask of God to get— Where are the heroes of old IIM? JIN5 NECTING

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