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HOW TO ADD TEN YEARS
TO YOUR LIFE
AND TO DOUBLE ITS SATISFACTIONS
BY
S. S. CURRY, Ph.D., Litt.D.
Can you wake as wake the birds?
In their joy and singing share?
Stretch your limbs as do the herds,
And drink as deep the morning air?
Quick as larks on upward wing,
Can you shun the demon's wiles,
Promptly as the robins sing,
Can you change all frowns to smiles?
Can you spurn fear's coward whine,
Meet each day with joyous song?
Then will angels guard your shrine,
Joys be deep and life be long.
In their joy and singing share?
Stretch your limbs as do the herds,
And drink as deep the morning air?
Quick as larks on upward wing,
Can you shun the demon's wiles,
Promptly as the robins sing,
Can you change all frowns to smiles?
Can you spurn fear's coward whine,
Meet each day with joyous song?
Then will angels guard your shrine,
Joys be deep and life be long.
BOSTON
SCHOOL OF EXPRESSION
Book Department
Pierce Bldg., Copley Square
Copyright
by
S. S. CURRY
1915
To Those Who
Loyally Responded to The Dream
And to Those Who
By Thought, Word or Act Will Aid
The School of Expression
To Perform Its Important Function In Education.
QUI TRANSTULIT SUSTINET
As ancient exile at the close of day,
Paused on his country's farthest hills to view
Those valleys sinking in the distant blue
Where all the joys and hopes of childhood lay;
So now across the years our thoughts will stray
To those whose hearts were ever brave and true,
Who gave the hope and faith from which we drew
The strength to climb thus far upon our way.
As he amid the rocks and twilight gray,
Saw rocks and steeps transform to stairs, and knew
He wandered not alone; so may we too
See this, our tentless crag where wild winds play
A Bethel rise, and we here wake to know
That down and upward angels come and go.
Paused on his country's farthest hills to view
Those valleys sinking in the distant blue
Where all the joys and hopes of childhood lay;
So now across the years our thoughts will stray
To those whose hearts were ever brave and true,
Who gave the hope and faith from which we drew
The strength to climb thus far upon our way.
As he amid the rocks and twilight gray,
Saw rocks and steeps transform to stairs, and knew
He wandered not alone; so may we too
See this, our tentless crag where wild winds play
A Bethel rise, and we here wake to know
That down and upward angels come and go.
CONTENTS
| Page | ||
| Why and Wherefore | 7 | |
| I. | Significance of Morning | 11 |
| II. | Supposed Secrets of Health and Long Life | 24 |
| III. | ... BU KİTABI OKUMAK İÇİN ÜYE OLUN VEYA GİRİŞ YAPIN!Sitemize Üyelik ÜCRETSİZDİR! |