Explore "Lee o. Harris. Christmas Day -- 1909" by James Whitcomb Riley on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
O say not he is dead, / The friend we honored so; / Lift up a grateful voice instead / And say: He lives, we know -- / We know it by the light / Of his enduring love / Of honor, valor, truth, and right, / And man, and God above.
Remember how he drew / The child-heart to his own, / And taught the parable anew, / And reaped as he had sown; / Remember with what cheer / He filled the little lives, / And stayed the sob and dried the tear / With mirth that still survives.