The Man in the Boy
On the acorn is wrapped the forest,
In the little brook is the sea;
The twig that will sway with the sparrow to-day
is to-morrow’s sturdy tree.
There is hope in a mother’s joy,
Like the peach in its blossom furled;
And a noble boy, a gentle boy,
A manly boy is the king of the world.
The power that will never fall us
Is the soul of simple truth;
The oak that defies the stormiest skies
Was upright in its youth.
The beauty no time can destroy
In the pure young heart is furled,
And a worthy boy, a tender boy,
A faithful boy is king of the world.
The cab of the royal lion
is regal in his play;
The eaglet’s pride is as fiery-eyed
As the old bird’s bald and gray!
The nerve that heroes employ
In the child’s young arm is furled
And a gallant boy, a truthful boy,
A brave, pure boy is king of the world.
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- The Man in the Boy
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