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rather than cause his mother a heart-ache, is far more worthy of the title 
“hero,” than many who, without flinching, can face the cannon’s fire. 
The man or woman, who day after day, and year after year, performs 
faithfully and uncomplainingly his or her life-work, is more to be honored, 
than many a king upon the throne of state. 
He who can forget self, in helping his fellow-creatures, although he 
be ever so poor and lowly, is greater than the millionaire. 
Indeed, the poet tells the truth, when he sings: 
“Earth’s truest and bravest heroes 
Fight with an unseen foe. 
And win a greater victory 
Than you or I can know. 
We little dream of the conflict 
Fought in each human soul, 
And earth knows not of her heroes 
Upon God's honor-roll.” 
— Anon. 
Eglantine. 
A species of rose ( Rosa rubiginosa). 
Poetry. 
E OETRY, says Coleridge, is the blossom and the fragrance of all 
knowledge, human thoughts, human passions, emotions, language. 
Poetry, therefore, may be a smile, a tear, a glory, as G. W. Prentice 
says, or a longing after the things of Eternity. 
It lives in all created existences—in man, and in every object that 
surrounds him. 
“A drainless shower 
Of light is Poetry; ’tis the supreme of power.” 
— Keats. 
