Over And Over Again

Over and over again, No matter which wit I turn, I always find in tlic boók of hic Soine iesson I have to learn. I must take mv turn at the mili ; I must grind out the golden train ; I must work at ray task with a resolute will I Over and over again. Wc cannot measure the necd Of even the tir.iest flower. Nor check the riow of the golden sands Tt.at run through a single hour; But the morning dews must fall. And the sun and summer rain la their part, and perforro it all Over and over again. Uur and over again The brook through the meadow flows, All ener ;nd over again The ponderous mill-whee! gocs; Once doing wiil not sufnee, Though doing bc not in vain ; And a blessing filing us once or twice, . come if we try again. The path thai has once been trod, Is never so rough for the feet ; And the lesson we once have learoed Is never so hard to repemt. Though sorrowful tears must fall. And the heart to iU depths be rivn With storm and tempest, wc need them all To render iu meet for hcaven.