GRAINS OF GOLD.
I OFTEN WONDER WHY 'TIS SO. Some find work where some find rest, And so the weary world goes on I soanet'imes wonder which is best — ' The answer comes when life is gone. Some eyes sleep -when some eyes wake, And so the dreary night hours go^; .Some hearts beat where some hearts *break. I wonder why 'tis so. .Some wills faint where' some walls fight ; Some love the tent and some the field. . I' often wonder., who are right— The ones who strive or those who yield. Some hands fold where- other hands Are lifted bravely in the strife ; And so through ages and through lands Move on the two extremes of .life. Some feet halt where some feet tread In tireless march a thorny way ; Some struggle on where some Have fled. - Some seek when others shun the^ fray.Some swords rust where others clash, '. Some fall back where some, move on ;- Some flags furl . where others flash * - ' _ Until the battle has been won. Some sleep on, while others keep The vigils of the true and brave ; ' . They .will not rest till roses creep Around their name above the grave.
— Father Ryan.
The ' Advocate ' reports the death of the "Tlev. Brother Bernard Joseph Morgan, a venerable and exemplary member of his Order.
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New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXXV, Issue 3, 17 January 1907, Page 3
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216GRAINS OF GOLD. New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXXV, Issue 3, 17 January 1907, Page 3
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