<h2><SPAN name="chap30"></SPAN>THE ROAD BEYOND THE TOWN</h2>
<p class="poem">
A road goes up a pleasant hill,<br/>
And a little house looks down:<br/>
Ah! but I see the roadway still<br/>
And the day I left the town.<br/>
<br/>
The day I left my father’s home,<br/>
It’s many a year ago,<br/>
And a heart and hope were brave to roam<br/>
the long, long road I know.<br/>
<br/>
The long, long road by hill and plain,<br/>
It’s tired the heart might be:<br/>
But hope stayed bright in sun or rain,<br/>
And a Voice that called to me.<br/>
<br/>
A Voice that called me over the hill<br/>
And out of the little town:<br/>
Ah! but I see the roadway still.<br/>
And the good house looking down.<br/>
<br/>
The house that spake me never a No!<br/>
As I started brave away,<br/>
But said with a blessing, Go!<br/>
And followed me every day.<br/>
<br/>
It followed me down the road of years,<br/>
For a father’s heart is true,<br/>
And joy is sweet in a mother’s tears<br/>
For the deeds her child may do.<br/>
<br/>
The poor little deeds, all powerless<br/>
For the Kingdom of God would be,<br/>
Save in His mercy will He bless<br/>
The road that goes with me:<br/>
<br/>
The road that left a pleasant hill,<br/>
Where a little house looks down:<br/>
Ah! but I bless the roadway still,<br/>
And the land beyond the town.<br/></p>
<p class="left">
MICHAEL EARLS, S.J.</p>
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