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Classic Poem. So nigh is grandeur to our dust, So near is God to man, When Duty whispers low, "Thou must," The youth replies, "I can."
By Natasha Trethewey. When he tells the story now. he's at the center of it, everyone else in the house. falling into the backdrop—. my mother, grandmother, an uncle, all dead now—props. in our story: father and daughter. caught in memory's half-light.
O Duty! if that name thou love. Who art a light to guide, a rod. To check the erring, and reprove; Thou, who art victory and law. When empty terrors overawe; From vain temptations dost set free; And calm'st the weary strife of frail humanity! There are who ask not if thine eye. Be on them; who, in love and truth,
When Duty whispers low, 'Thou must,' The youth whispers, 'I can.” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson, Emerson: Poems
Jul 15, 2022 · Muffy reads a self-written story in the Computer Oasis at the library. Brain, Fern, Ladonna, Arthur, Buster and Sue Ellen are listening. Muffy: “Then I ran the rest of the way, but when I arrived, the mall was closed.”. She is reading from an electronic tablet. She presses a button and a scream is heard.
Ode To Duty. Stern Daughter of the Voice of God! O Duty! if that name thou love Who art a light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove; Thou, who art victory and law When empty terrors overawe; From vain temptations dost set free; And calm'st the weary strife of frail humanity!
Go, my boy, where duty calls you, and my heart shall follow you! I shall pray for you—how often—with the waking hour of morn, Through the labors of my household, and when night is coming on.
