Routine of duties,
Commonplace cares, —
Angels disguised
Entertained unawares; —

Sweet human fellowships
Kindred and near,
Drawing the soul from
Its self atmosphere;

The book's friendly company,
Leading along
To fields of new knowledge
And uplands of song;

In-shinings of Nature,
Morning's red bars,
Waysides in beauty,
Night with its stars;

The nearer communion
In silence apart,
When thought blooms to prayer
And song fills the heart,

While the things unseen
Grow more and more real,
And life deepens and broadens
Toward larger ideal: —

How many the blessings
Each day has to give
The soul that is seeking
Truly to live!