Greatly begin! though thou have time
But for a line, be that sublime–
Not failure, but low aim is crime.
JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL
A builder builded a temple,
He wrought it with grace and skill;
Pillars and grains and arches
All fashioned to work his will.
Men said, as they saw its beauty,
“It shall never know decay.
Great is thy skill, O builder:
Thy fame shall endure for aye.”
A Mother builded a temple
With loving and infinite care,
Planning each arch with patience,
Laying each stone with prayer.
None praised her unceasing efforts,
None knew of her wondrous plan;
For the temple the Mother builded
Was unseen by the eyes of man.
Gone is the builder’s temple,
Crumbled into the dust;
Low lies each stately pillar,
Food for consuming rust.
But the temple the Mother builded
Will last as the ages roll,
For that beautiful unseen temple
Was a child’s immortal soul.
HATTIE VOSE HALL
“When I was in elementary school, my head was filled with lofty ideas. I was more interested in psychology and philosophy than I was in jumping rope.”