A fun and energetic piece by Johannes Brahms today, Hungarian Dance No. 5 .
A new poet today - John Greenleaf Whittier. Here are a couple of links to short biographical sketches of his life.
John Greenleaf Whittier - Wikipedia
John Greenleaf Whittier - Poets.org
John Greenleaf Whittier - Encyclopedia Brittanica
And a poem by him:
The Light That is Felt
A tender child of summers three,
Seeking her little bed at night,
Paused on the dark stair timidly.
"Oh, mother! Take my hand," said she,
"And then the dark will all be light."
We older children grope our way
From dark behind to dark before;
And only when our hands we lay,
Dear Lord, in Thine, the night is day,
And there is darkness nevermore.
Reach downward to the sunless days
Wherein our guides are blind as we,
And faith is small and hope delays;
Take Thou the hands of prayer we raise,
And let us feel the light of Thee!
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