A WATCHWORD FOR THE NEW YEAR.

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXI, Issue 48, 30 March 1894, Page 31

A WATCHWORD FOR THE NEW YEAR.

When you find a certain lack la the stiffness of your back At a threatened fierce attack, Just the hour That you need your every power, Look a bit For a thought to baffle it, Just recall thit every knave, Every coward, cao be brave, Till the time That his courage should be prime Then 'tis fled. Keep your head 1 What a folly 'tis to lose it Just tbe time you want to use it. Whan the ghost of some old shirk Comes to plague you and to lurk In your study or jour work, Here's a hit Like enough will settle it. Knowledge is a worthy prize ; Knowledge comes to him who tries Whose endeavour Ceases never. Everybody would be wise As his neighbour, Were it not that those who labour, For the trophy creep, creep, creep, While the others lag or Bleep ; And the sun comes up some day To behold one on his way Past the goal Which the soul Of another has deeired, But whose motto was — " I'm tired," When tbe task of keeping guard— Of your heart — Keeping weary watch and ward Of the part You are called upon to play Everyday — Is becoming dry and hard Conscience languid, virtue irksome, Good behaviour growing worksome— Think this thought : Doubtless everybody could, Doubtless everybody would, Be superlatively good. Were it not That it's harder keeping straight Than it is to deviate ; And to keep the way of right, You must bave the pluck to fight. — St Nicholas for January.