Poetry of Kansas

Keep Your Temper.

It never did, and never will,
    Put things in better fashion,
Though rough the road, and steep the bill,
    To fly into a passion.
And never yet did fume or fret
    Mend any broken bubble;
The direst evil, bravely met,
    Is but a conquered trouble.
Our trials___did we only know___
    Are often what we make them;
And mole.hills into mountains grow,
    Just by the way we take them.
Who keeps his temper, calm and cool,
    Will find his wits in season;
But rage is weak, a foaming fool,
    With neither strength nor reason.
And if a thing be hard to bear
    When nerve and brain are steady,
If fiery passions rave and tear,
    It finds us maimed already.
Who yields to anger conquered lies___
    A captive none can pity;
Who rules his spirit, greater is
    Than he who takes a city.
A hero he, though drums are mute,
    And no gay banners flaunted;
He treads his passions under foot,
    And meets the world undaunted.
Oh, then, to bravely do our best,
    Howe'er the winds are blowing;
And meekly leave to God tine rest,
    Is wisdom worth the knowing!

__Ellen P. Allerton.

Walls of Corn and Other Poems
Ellen P. Allerton
(Hiawatha, KS: Harrington Printing Company. 1894)
Pages 56-57

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