Appendix N 



Altruism 



The God of things that are 



Is the God of the highest heaven; 

 The God of the morning star, 



Of the thrush that sings at even; 

 The God of the storm and sunshine. 



Of the wolf, the snail, and the bee. 

 Of the Alps' majestic silence. 



Of the soundless depths of the sea; 



The God of the times and the nations. 



Of the planets as they roll, 

 Of the numberless constellations, 



Of the limitless human soul. 

 For there is nothing small. 



And naught can mighty be; 

 Archangels and atoms all — 



Embodiments of Thee! 



A single thought divine 



Holds stars and suns in space; 

 A dream of man is Thine, 



And history finds its place, 

 When the universe was young. 



Thine was the Perfect Thought 

 That life should be bound in one 



By the strand of Love enwrought. 



In the life of the fern and the lily, 



Of the dragon and the dove. 

 Still through the stress and struggle 



Waxes the bond of love. 

 Out from the ruthless ages 



Rises, like incense mild. 

 The love of the man and the woman, 



The love of the mother and child. 



N member, 1896 



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