SUCCESS
As necessity is the mother of invention, strong desire is the mother of
attainment.
As necessity is the mother of invention, strong desire is the mother of
attainment.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
THE HAPPY HEART
THE HAPPY HEART
One of our objects in life should be to find happiness, contentment. The
means of happiness are surprisingly simple. We need not be rich or
high-placed or powerful in order to be content. In fact the lowly are
often the best satisfied. Izaak Walton lived the simple life and thanked
God that there were so many things in the world of which he had no need.
Art thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers?
O sweet content!
Art thou rich, yet is thy mind perplexed?
O punishment!
Dost thou laugh to see how fools are vexed
To add to golden numbers, golden numbers?
O sweet content! O sweet, O sweet content!
Work apace, apace, apace, apace;
Honest labor bears a lovely face;
Then hey nonny nonny, hey nonny nonny!
One of our objects in life should be to find happiness, contentment. The
means of happiness are surprisingly simple. We need not be rich or
high-placed or powerful in order to be content. In fact the lowly are
often the best satisfied. Izaak Walton lived the simple life and thanked
God that there were so many things in the world of which he had no need.
Art thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers?
O sweet content!
Art thou rich, yet is thy mind perplexed?
O punishment!
Dost thou laugh to see how fools are vexed
To add to golden numbers, golden numbers?
O sweet content! O sweet, O sweet content!
Work apace, apace, apace, apace;
Honest labor bears a lovely face;
Then hey nonny nonny, hey nonny nonny!
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
_William Shakespeare._
_William Shakespeare._
ABOU BEN ADHEM
ABOU BEN ADHEM
"Forgive my enemies?" said the dying man to the priest. "I have none.
I've killed them all." This old ideal of exterminating our enemies has
by no means disappeared from the earth. But it is waning. "Live and let
live" is a more modern slogan, which mounts in turn from mere
toleration of other people to a spirit of service and universal
brotherhood. Love of our fellow men--has humanity reached any height
superior to this?
Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And saw, within the moonlight in his room,
Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,
An angel writing in a book of gold:--
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And to the presence in the room he said,
"What writest thou?"--The vision raised its head,
And with a look made of all sweet accord,
Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord."
"And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,"
Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low,
But cheerily still; and said, "I pray thee, then,
Write me as one that loves his fellow-men."
The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night
It came again with a great wakening light,
And showed the names whom love of God had blessed,
And, lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.
_Leigh Hunt._
"Forgive my enemies?" said the dying man to the priest. "I have none.
I've killed them all." This old ideal of exterminating our enemies has
by no means disappeared from the earth. But it is waning. "Live and let
live" is a more modern slogan, which mounts in turn from mere
toleration of other people to a spirit of service and universal
brotherhood. Love of our fellow men--has humanity reached any height
superior to this?
Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And saw, within the moonlight in his room,
Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,
An angel writing in a book of gold:--
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And to the presence in the room he said,
"What writest thou?"--The vision raised its head,
And with a look made of all sweet accord,
Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord."
"And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,"
Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low,
But cheerily still; and said, "I pray thee, then,
Write me as one that loves his fellow-men."
The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night
It came again with a great wakening light,
And showed the names whom love of God had blessed,
And, lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.
_Leigh Hunt._
Jhon Kendrick
Our world is the world within,
Our life is the thought we take,
And never an outer sin
Can mar it or break.
Our life is the thought we take,
And never an outer sin
Can mar it or break.
time
TO-DAY
The past did not behold to-day; the future shall not. We must use it now
if it is to be of any benefit to mankind.
So here hath been dawning
Another blue day;
Think, wilt thou let it
Slip useless away?
Out of Eternity
This new day is born;
Into Eternity,
At night will return.
Behold it aforetime
No eye ever did;
So soon it for ever
From all eyes is hid.
Here hath been dawning
Another blue day;
Think, wilt thou let it
Slip useless away?
_Thomas Carlyle._
Be the best
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill
Be a scrub in the valley--but be
The best little scrub by the side of the rill;
Be a bush if you can't be a tree.
If you can't be a bush be a bit of the grass,
And some highway some happier make;
If you can't be a muskie then just be a bass--
But the liveliest bass in the lake!
We can't all be captains, we've got to be crew,
There's something for all of us here.
There's big work to do and there's lesser to do,
And the task we must do is the near.
If you can't be a highway then just be a trail,
If you can't be the sun be a star;
It isn't by size that you win or you fail--
Be the best of whatever you are!
Douglas Malloch._
Be a scrub in the valley--but be
The best little scrub by the side of the rill;
Be a bush if you can't be a tree.
If you can't be a bush be a bit of the grass,
And some highway some happier make;
If you can't be a muskie then just be a bass--
But the liveliest bass in the lake!
We can't all be captains, we've got to be crew,
There's something for all of us here.
There's big work to do and there's lesser to do,
And the task we must do is the near.
If you can't be a highway then just be a trail,
If you can't be the sun be a star;
It isn't by size that you win or you fail--
Be the best of whatever you are!
Douglas Malloch._
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