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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384305" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Answers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What is the end of each man's toil,<br>Brother, O Brother?<br>A handful of dust in a bit of soil-<br>His name forgotten as centuries roll,<br>Though blazoned to-day on Glory's scroll;<br>For the lordliest work of brain or hand<br>Is only an imprint made on sand;<br>When the tidal wave sweeps over the shore<br>It is there no more,<br>Brother, my Brother.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Then what is the use of striving at all,<br>Brother, O Brother?<br>Because each effort or great or small<br>Is a step on the long, long road that leads<br>To the Kingdom of Growth on the River of Deeds:<br>And that is the kingdom no man can gain<br>Till he uses his hand and his mind and brain,<br>And when he has used them and learned control<br>He finds his soul,<br>Brother, my Brother.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And after he finds it, what is the end,<br>Brother, O Brother?<br>Upward ever its course and trend;<br>For this is the purpose and aim and plan<br>To seek in the soul for the Super-man-<br>The man who is conscious that Heaven is near-<br>A bulletin bearer from There to Here,<br>Finding God dwells in the spirit within<br>Where He ever has been,<br>Brother, my Brother.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And what will the God-man do when He comes,<br>Brother, O Brother?<br>He will better the world or in courts or slums,<br>He will do in gladness his nearest duty:<br>He will teach the religion of love and beauty<br>In field or factory, mine or mart,<br>While He tells the world of the larger part<br>And the wider life that is yet to be<br>When spirit is free,<br>Brother, my Brother.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>When spirit is free, then where will it go,<br>Brother, O Brother?<br>Its uttermost summit no man may know,<br>For it goes up to God in His holy Tower<br>To gather more knowledge and force and power;<br>Like a ray of the sun it shall shine again<br>To brighten new planets and races of men.<br>Life had no beginning, life has no end,<br>Brother and friend-<br>Brother, my Brother.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</a><div class=q>
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His name forgotten as centuries roll,
Though blazoned to-day on Glory's scroll;
For the lordliest work of brain or hand
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