SERENITY.
"With how much care and fret and useless trouble "We build our souls of unsubstantial things, Until our minds grow ill, our bodies double! For, lacking wisdom, all our striving brings Serenity no nearer. And the springs Of joy we might have found are choked with stubble. About our foolish roofless walls of rubble Doubts brush, like bats, our faces with their wings. We have no 4 learned that ancient pagan calm With which men, firm in courage, met despair; ... Nor peace, which K Jie Christiana secret charm; Nor serenity; the air Qi l evening, and a quiet river, And Death a wind to cool the hottest fever. —Theodore Maynard, in G.K.’s Weekly. 1
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Otago Witness, Issue 3772, 29 June 1926, Page 74
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115SERENITY. Otago Witness, Issue 3772, 29 June 1926, Page 74
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