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If you go to the lake An’ you follow the road As it turns to the west Of the mill Till you come to a stake A surveyor has throwed Like a knife in the breast Of the hill, An’ you follow the track Till you come to a blaze By the side of the same In a limb, You will light on the shack, In the timber a ways, Of a party whose name It is Jim.
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20 Douglas Malloch Poems
His final privilege is that to weep.
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Sanctuary
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When some one has slipped you the dirk in the dark,
When eyes that are loving are lies,
When some one you trusted has made you a mark,
And somehow the heart in you dies,
When some one has slipped you the dirk in the dark,
When eyes that are loving are lies,
When some one you trusted has made you a mark,
And somehow the heart in you dies,
There's dirt for you, hurt for you, trouble enough
To shatter the faith of a man;
But don't ever think there is trouble so tough
That you can't overcome it—you can.
When living is losing its flavor to you,
When worry is making you old;
When there is no joy in the thing that you do
Nor truth in the thing you are told,
There's balm for you, calm for you, out in the wild,
There's hope for you up on the hill.
Get up in the timber and play like a child;
You can overcome it—you will.
Get up in the timber; the trail and the trees
Will make you a man in a day.
The smell of the soil and the breath of the breeze
Will blow all your troubles away.
There's pine for you, wine for you, hope for you there—
The sun and the moon and the star—
If the ways of the city are not on the square,
Get up in the woods—where they are.
The boss in town he figgers lands
In quarter-sections red;
Lord!
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No flashing loom is hers; no shuttle flies
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Undergrowth
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It ain't the trees that block the trail,
It ain't the ash or pine;
For, if you fall or if you fail,
It was some pesky vine
It ain't the trees that block the trail,
It ain't the ash or pine;
For, if you fall or if you fail,
It was some pesky vine
That tripped you up, that threw you down,
That caught you unawares:
The big things you can walk aroun'—
But watch the way for snares.
In life it ain't the biggest things
That make the hardest load;
It ain't the burden big that brings
Defeat upon the road.
Some fault you hardly knew you had
May hurt more than you think—
Some little habit that is bad
May put you on the blink.
Some calculate maybe it's fun to be boss
Or even for office to run -
Well, that may be so. One of his most encouraging poems, Be The Best of Whatever You Are is one that has inspired people of all ages.
He learns to walk the forest and to love
Its green and brown, its song and season's change,
Yet will not taste a berry that is strange
Or tread a pathway that he knows not of.
Bring me nothin' thet I ask,
Bring me only tears -
When this life is over.
An', 'twixt the ownin' of the same
An' smellin' of its smell,
I've got the best of that there game.
An' so I'm feelin' well.
His earliest impulse is an infant cry.
So, through its time, the basket that she makes
Shall sing to me of brooks and sylvan lakes.
The boss his forest wealth kin read
In cent an' dollar sign;
His name is written in the deed -
But all his land is mine.
What's the use of cryin'
Fer the day's mistakes? But his words live on today and inspire and encourage many.
Douglas Malloch
About Douglas Malloch
American poet Douglas Malloch was born on May 5, 1877, in Muskegon, Michigan. But it’s Jim, only Jim, Is the name thet he gives, When you happen to bring Up the same; It is plenty fer him In the woods where he lives, Fer the man is the thing, Not the name.
An' all has got the sun!
The regal purple of her honored chief. -
I'm jest lookin' fer the time
When the sunrise breaks!
All the days an' years.
Yes, the good God gives you sleep. We used to call him Jack."
And far away, 'mid city streets Jack staggers down no more,
A heart, a woman's, madly beats, each knock upon the door.
She's back with mother in the flat.