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THE LADDER OF ST. AUGUSTINE

1. St. Augustine! well hast thou said,

That of our vices we can frame

A ladder, if we will but tread

Beneath our feet each deed of shame.

2. All common things—each day´s events,

That with the hour begin and end;

Our pleasures and our discontents—

Are rounds by which we may ascend.

3. All thoughts of ill—all evil deeds,

That have their roots in thoughts of ill;

Whatever hinders or impedes

The action of the nobler will, —

4. All these must first be trampled down

Beneath our feet, if we would gain

In the bright field of fair renow

The right of eminent domain !

5. We have not wings, we cannot soar,

But we have feet to scale and climb

By slow degrees—by more and more—

The cloudy summits of our time.

6. The mighty pyramids of stone

That wedge-like cleave the desert airs,

When nearer seen and better known,

Are but gigantic flights of stairs

7. The distant mountains that uprear

Their frowning foreheads to the skies,

Are crossed by pathways that appear

As we to higher levels rise.

8. The heights by great men reached and kept,

Were not attained by sudden flight

But they, while their companions slept,

Were toiling upward in the night.

9. Standing on what too long we bore

With shoulders bent and downcast eyes,

We may discern , unseen before,

A path to higher destinies .

10. Nor deem the irrevocable past

As wholly wasted, wholly vain,

If rising on its wrecks at last

To something nobler we attain.

— LONGFELLOW

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