THE BUGLE SONG The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story; The long light shakes across the lakes And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow! set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes - dying, dying, dying! Oh, hark! oh, hear! how thin and clear, O love! they die in yon rich sky; They faint on hill or field or river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow forever and forever. Blow! bugle, blow! set the wild echoes flying, HOHENLINDEN -Tennyson. On Linden, when the sun was low, Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light By torch and trumpet fast array'd, Then shook the hills with thunder riven; But redder yet that light shall glow 'Tis morn; but scarce yon level sun The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Few, few shall part, where many meet! Shall be a soldier's sepulcher. - Campbell. The cautious through fear guard against existing evils and dangers; the wary are suspicious and guard against deception and the artifices of designing men; the circumspect carefully weigh and deliberate in matters of immediate concern. 2 There "Kindness is the substance of politeness. is neither obsequiousness nor arrogance in the nature of a true gentleman. A graceful behavior with both inferiors and superiors is always safe. Let not graceful self-possession descend into flippancy or impertinence. Gentleness is the force by which the tiny daffodil in spring raises and pierces the cloud."- Smiles. “The great man usually makes the opportunities that he appears to find." To abate is to diminish in force or to destroy; to subside is to relapse into a quiet state. |