BY SAM LAW.

When e'er a noble deed is wrought,
When e'er is spoke a noble thought,

Our hearts, in glad surprise,
To higher levels rise.

The sleeping purpose wakes in us,
Arousing power or genius,

And from their exercise
Is born good enterprise.

Honor to those whose words or deeds
Thus help us in our prison needs,

And by their overflow
Raise us from what is low.