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SONGS, LEGENDS, AND BALLADS.
Steer straight as the wind will allow; but be ready
To veer just a point to let travellers pass:
Each sees his own star—a stiff course is too steady
When this one to Meeting goes, that one to Mass.
Our stream's not so wide but two arches may span it—
Good neighbor and citizen; these for a code,
And this truth in sight,—every man on the planet
Has just as much right as yourself to the road.
FOREVER.
THOSE we love truly never die,
Though year by year the sad memorial wreath,
A ring and flowers, types of life and death,
Are laid upon their graves.
