Each for All

We live not for ourselves alone;
   In all we have and are
The dwellers of the farthest zone
   Have rights we cannot bar.

The whispered thought, the secret deed,
   Some destined aim fulfill,
And every feeling sows the seed
   Of vital good or ill.

How darkly round the heart of strife
   A bitter circle grows,
And silently an evil life
   Sheds poison as it goes.

How sweetly from the true man's face
   A healing sunshine beams,
A benediction on his race
   In every smile outgleams.

From the far ends of earth and sea
   The cords of influence bind
In one our broad humanity,
   Of every mood and mind.

The eye that sees a light within
   Rays out a cheering look;
The brow that hides a secret sin
   Records it as a book.

No forest shadows may conceal
   The life lived true to heaven;
Each word and action shall reveal
   What silent years have given.

Thy truth sends out a virtuous thrill,
   A pulse from pole to pole;
Thy courage with new hope can fill,
   Far off, the gloomiest soul.

Defraud not man of that true blood
   Apportioned to thy veins,
Nor wrong our common brotherhood
   By taint of inward stain