November 30
Companions of the Way (Morning)Good Master, what shall I do that I may inherit eternal life?
Thou knowest the commandments.
WHAT do we know—what need we know Of the great world to which we go?
We peer into the tomb, and hark: Its walls are dim, its doors are dark.
Be still, O mourning heart, nor seek To make the tongueless silence speak: Be still, be strong, nor wish to find Their way who leave the world behind.
What is their wisdom, clear and deep?— That as men sow they surely reap,— That every thought, that every deed, Is sown into the soul for seed.
EDWIN MARK- HAM
They have no word we do not know,— Nor yet the cherubim aglow With God: we know that virtue saves,— They know no more beyond the graves.
AT THE GATE