Hello, everyone –
In this edition of
Quotemail, I’m turning the microphone over to my cousin Sophie, who is now
assisting me with compiling our fortnightly dispatches.
*The Poetry of
Graduation*
By Sophie
Fairgate, Quotemaster š
We often see graduation as a turning point in life: a time of achievement, farewell, and hope. These poems capture that mixture of emotions and ideas perfectly. The first poem, "If" by Rudyard Kipling, speaks of perseverance and resilience despite the obstacles we encounter in life. The second poem, "Up-Hill" by Christina Rossetti, reminds us to never give up and keep pushing forward, no matter the hurdles we face. Finally, the third poem, "The Heritage" by Abbie Farwell Brown, explores the idea of taking responsibility for our own lives, decisions, and choices. These three poems offer a beautifully balanced view on graduation; they provide motivation and inspiration, without ever undermining the importance of the milestone.
“If” by Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936)
If
you can keep your head when all about you
Are
losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If
you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But
make allowance for their doubting too;
If
you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or
being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or
being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And
yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If
you can dream — and not make dreams your master;
If
you can think — and not make thoughts your aim;
If
you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And
treat those two impostors just the same;
If
you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted
by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or
watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And
stoop and build them up with worn-out tools:
If
you can make one heap of all your winnings
And
risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And
lose, and start again at your beginnings
And
never breathe a word about your loss;
If
you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To
serve your turn long after they are gone,
And
so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except
the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”
If
you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or
walk with Kings — nor lose the common touch,
If
neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If
all men count with you, but none too much;
If
you can fill the unforgiving minute
With
sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours
is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And
— which is more — you’ll be a Man, my son.
“Up-Hill” by Christina Rossetti (1830-1894)
Does the road wind up-hill all the way?
Yes, to the very end.
Will the day’s journey take the whole long day?
From morn to night, my friend.
But is there for the night a resting-place?
A roof for when the slow dark hours begin.
May not the darkness hide it from my face?
You cannot miss that inn.
Shall I meet other wayfarers at night?
Those who have gone before.
Then must I knock, or call when just in sight?
They will not keep you standing at that door.
Shall I find comfort, travel-sore and weak?
Of labor you shall find the sum.
Will there be beds for me and all who seek?
Yea, beds for all who come.
“The Heritage”
By Abbie Farwell Brown (1871-1927)
No
matter what my birth may be,
No
matter where my lot is cast,
I
am the heir in equity
Of
all the precious Past.
The
art, the science, and the lore
Of
all the ages long since dust,
The
wisdom of the world in store,
Are
mine, all mine in trust.
The
beauty of the living Earth,
The
power of the golden Sun,
The
Present, whatsoe’er my birth,
I
share with everyone.
As
much as any man am I
The
owner of the working day;
Mine
are the minutes as they fly
To
save or throw away.
And
mine the Future to bequeath
Unto
the generations new;
I
help to shape it with my breath,
Mine
as I think or do.
Present
and Past my heritage,
The
Future laid in my control; —
No
matter what my name or age,
I
am a Master-soul!
The Alexandrian
Greek philosopher Hypatia (ca. 360-415 CE) was the most learned woman of her
time. Here, in this picture, we see her upon her “graduation” – her initiation
into the ancient Egyptian mysteries, possibly in the Great Pyramid. The Sun is
rising behind her, betokening a new life ahead for the new initiate. (Image
Credit: Digital artwork created by the Editor.)
Until next time –
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