And still we are one soul, by rood!
Thou does me good; uphelp'st me thou;__
The bad is swallowed in the good;
For I, in thee, art only thou!
MULTUM EX PARVULO.
A LITTLE light so dimly shone
That hardly was the dark dispelled;
But, far away, a traveler lone
Its flickering, dying flame beheld.
Discouraged, 'neath revolting sky,
O'ercome by storm, about to die,
The faint red ray renewed his heart,__
He toiled anew, and found a way;
That humble spark in humble part
Still driving forth its lurid ray.
So, from the humblest human heart,
Some lambent beam__faint, lonely ray__
May fall on one, and hope impart
That gives that soul eternal day;
For souls live not themselves alone,
But intershine for laugh or groan;
Each liquid ray, through joy profane,
May penetrate some darkened haunt,
Where aching hearts, with racking pain,
Are dying for the hope they want.