THE BOY WHO TRIES
The boy who wins is sure of praise, And yet, I somehow prize Through stress of dark and cloudy days The gallant boy who tries. Not once nor twice nor thrice he lifts His sturdy hand, ere life Shows' bright and clear, '.'the blue that rifts With peace the sky of strife. The lad whose valor holds its own In presence of defeat, Who falls and rises, makes no moan In dust, or cold, or heat. I find it in my very soul To bless the stubborn stuff That takes of poverty its toll, And makes that dole enough. A thousand praise the boy who wins, But twice ten thousand rise Beyond this world of claanqrous dins To praise the boy who tries. — Exchange.
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New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXXV, Issue 49, 5 December 1907, Page 37
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128THE BOY WHO TRIES New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXXV, Issue 49, 5 December 1907, Page 37
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