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FACTS AND FANCIES.

. A SONG OF STOUT WORKERS.

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A SONG OF STOUT WORKERS. Onward, brave men, onward go! Place is none for rest below He who laggeth faints and fails, He who presses on prevails Monks may nurse their mouldy moods, Caged in musty solitudes; Men beneath the breezy sky March to conquer or to die Work and live-this only charm Warms the blood and nerves the arm; As the stout pine stronger grows By each gusty blast that blows. On high throne or lowly sod Fellow workers we with God Then most like to Him when we March through toil to victory. If there be who sob and sigh, Let them sleep, or let them die; While we live we strain and strive, Working most when most alive. Where the fairest blossom grew, There the spade had most to do Hearts that bravely serve the Lord, Like St. Paul must wear the sword! Onward, brothers, onward go Face to face to find the foe; Words are weak, and wishing foils, But the well-aimed blow prevails! JOHN STUART BLACK IE

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WESLEYAN METHODISM IN NEWTOWN.

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