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SONNET by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR.

First Line: I WOULD NOT TARRY IF I COULD BE GONE
Last Line: AND GUIDE HIS FOOTSTEPS TOWARD THE LARGER LIFE.
I would not tarry if I could be gone
Adown the path where calls my eager mind.
That fate which knows naught but to grip and bind
Holds me within its grasp, a helpless pawn,
And checks my steps when I would travel on.
Forever shall my body lag behind,
And in this Valley with the Moaning Wind
Must I abide with never a glimpse of dawn?

Though bends my body towards the yawning sod,
I can endure the pain, the sorrows rife,
That hold me fast beneath their chastening rod,
If from this turmoil and this endless strife,
Comes there a light to lead Man nearer God,
And guide his footsteps toward the Larger Life.



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