Poem July 22, 1905 Issue

O Troubled over Many Things

Frederick Lawrence Knowles

O troubled over many things,
Choose thou the better part,—
Service unconscious of itself
And childlikeness of heart.

Why breathe Earth's heavy atmosphere,
Forgetful one can fly,
When the high zenith, infinite Love,
Allures us to the sky?

The virtues hide their vanquish'd fires
Within that whiter flame,
Till conscience grows irrelevant
And duty but a name!

Frederick Lawrence Knowles. In "Love Triumphant."

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