There 's no wind along these seas,
Out oars for Stavenger!
Forward all for Stavenger!
So we must wake the white-ash breeze,
Let fall for Stavenger!
A long pull for Stavenger!

Oh, hear the benches creak and strain!
( A long pull for Stavenger! )
She thinks she smells the Northland rain!
( A long pull for Stavenger! )

She thinks she smells the Northland snow,
And she's as glad as we to go.

She thinks she smells the Northland rime,
And the dear dark nights of winter-time.

She wants to be at her own home pier,

What is a woman that you forsake her,
And the hearth-fire and the home-acre,
To go with the old grey Widow-maker?

She has no house to lay a guest in —
But one chill bed for all to rest in,
That the pale suns and the stray bergs nest in.

She has no strong white arms to fold you,
But the ten-times-fingering weed to hold you —
Out on the rocks where the tide has rolled you.

Yet, when the signs of summer thicken,
And the ice breaks, and the birch-buds quicken,
Yearly you turn from our side, and sicken —

My FATHER'S father saw it not,
And I, belike, shall never come
To look on that so-holy spot —
The very Rome —

Crowned by all Time, all Art, all Might,
The equal work of Gods and Man,
City beneath whose oldest height —
The Race began!

Soon to send forth again a brood,
Unshakeable, we pray, that clings
To Rome's thrice-hammered hardihood —
In arduous things.

Strong heart with triple armour bound,

Cities and Thrones and Powers,
Stand in Time's eye,
Almost as long as flowers,
Which daily die.
But, as new buds put forth
To glad new men,
Out of the spent and unconsidered Earth
The Cities rise again.

This season's Daffodil,
She never hears
What change, what chance, what chill,
Cut down last year's:
But with bold countenance,
And knowledge small,
Esteems her seven days' continuance
To be perpetual.

So Time that is o'erkind,
To all that be,
Ordains us e'en as blind,
As bold as she:

1.
A soft answer turneth away wrath:
But grievous words stir up anger.

2.
The tongue of the wise useth knowledge aright:
But the mouth of fools poureth out foolishness.
3.

The eyes of the Lord are in every place,
Beholding the evil and the good.
4.

A wholesome tongue is a tree of life:
But perverseness therein is a breach in the spirit.
5.

A fool despiseth his father's instruction:
But he that regardeth reproof is prudent.
7.

The lips of the wise disperse knowledge:

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1. Hear, ye children, the instruction of a father, and attend to know
understanding.
2. For I give you good doctrine, forsake ye not my law.
3. For I was my father's son, tender and only beloved in the sight of
my mother.
4. He taught me also, and said unto me, Let thine heart retain my
words: keep my commandments, and live.
5. Get wisdom, get understanding: forget it not; neither decline from
the words of my mouth.

1.
Wisdom hath builded her house,
She hath hewn out her seven pillars:
2.
She hath killed her beasts; she hath mingled her wine;
She hath also furnished her table.
3.
She hath sent forth her maidens, she crieth
Upon the highest places of the city,
4.
"Whoso is simple, let him turn in hither":
As for him that wanteth understanding, she saith to him,
5.
"Come, eat ye of my bread,
And drink of the wine which I have mingled.
6.
Forsake the foolish, and live;
And go in the way of understanding."

32.
He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty;
And he that ruleth his spirit than he that taketh a city.

29. Who hath woe? who hath sorrow? who hath contentions? who hath babbling? who hath wounds without cause? who hath redness of eyes?
30. They that tarry long at the wine; they that go to seek mixed wine.
31. Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth his colour in the cup, when it moveth itself aright.
32. At the last it biteth like a serpent, and stingeth like an adder.
33. Thine eyes shall behold strange women, and thine heart shall utter perverse things.

Ofttimes have I heard you speak of one who commits a wrong as though he were not one of you, but a stranger unto you and an intruder upon your world.

But I say that even as the holy and the righteous cannot rise beyond the highest which is in each one of you,
So the wicked and the weak cannot fall lower, than the lowest which is in you also . . .

And if any of you would punish in the name of righteousness and lay the ax unto the evil tree, let him see to its roots;