To live as gently as I can; To be, no matter where, a man; To take what comes of good or ill And cling to faith and honor still; To do my best and let that stand, The record of my brain and hand; And then should failure come to me, Still hope and work for victory.

To have no secret place wherein I stoop, unseen, to shame and sin; To be the same when I'm alone, And when my every deed is known; To live undaunted, unafraid Of any step that I have made To be without pretense or sham; Exactly what men think I am.

Edgar A. Guest.