THE “Crown Love, crown Truth when first her brow appears, And crown the hero when his deeds are done: The Poet’s leaves are gathered one by one. In the slow process of the doubtful years. Who seeks too eagerly, he shall not find: Who seeking not pursues with single mind Art’s lofty aim, to him will she accord, At her appointed time, the sure reward.” BY AUTHOR OF “LIFE OF PRESIDENT HAYES,” “WHY AND HOW THE CHINESE EMIGRATE,” BOSTON: Copyright, BOSTON: |