Half the marvels of my morning, triumphs over time and space, Staled by frequence, shrunk by usage, into commonest commonplace!
James Beck: “Half the marvels of my morning, triumphs over time and space, Staled by frequence, shrunk by usage, into commonest…”
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Beck reflects on how the wonders of modern life become mundane through over-familiarity.
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That vision will remain with them as long, and no longer, as there is in their hearts a conscious and willing acquiescence in its wisdom and justice.
That vision still remains as an ideal with the American people and still leads them to ever-higher achievements, for in all the mad changes of a frenzied hour, they have not yet lost faith in or love for the Constitution of the Fathers!
If it ceases to be of the spirit of the people, then the yellow parchment whereon it is inscribed can avail nothing.
Its protection should be given to those of superior skill and diligence, who ask the due rewards of such superiority.





