Classic Poem

Whatsoever is just and pure,
Think on these things, my soul!
Earth shall vanish, but these endure,
Think on these things, my soul!
When all else shall fail thee,
These shall still avail thee;
Think on these things, strive for these things,
Cherish these things, my soul!

Truth and honor, they call to thee,
Think on these things, my soul!
What of virtue and praise there be,
Think on these things, my soul!
These have been the glory
Of all human story;
Think on these things, strive for these things,
Cherish these things, my soul!

Faithful spirits before have gone,
Think on these things, my soul!
Grand thy heritage, hero-won,
Think on these things, my soul!
From all brave endeavor
Springeth good forever;
Think on these things, strive for these things,
Cherish these things, my soul!