DOORS OF DARING.
The mountains that enfold the vale With walls of granite, steep and high, Invite the fearless foot to tread Their stairway to the sky. The restless, deep, dividing sea That foams and Hows from shore to shore, Calls to its sunburned chivalry: Push out —set sail —explore ! And all the bars at which we fret 1 hat seem to prison and control, Are but the doors of daring Set ajar before the soul. Say not “too poor,” but freely give; Sigh not “too weak,” but boldly v tr >-; 1 ou never can begin to live Unless you dare to die. —Henry Van Dyke.
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White Ribbon, Volume 23, Issue 266, 18 August 1917, Page 14
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106DOORS OF DARING. White Ribbon, Volume 23, Issue 266, 18 August 1917, Page 14
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