{"id":353,"date":"2010-04-17T20:04:41","date_gmt":"2010-04-17T20:04:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=353"},"modified":"2017-07-11T03:15:54","modified_gmt":"2017-07-11T03:15:54","slug":"be-strong-by-maltbie-davenport-babcock","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/be-strong-by-maltbie-davenport-babcock\/","title":{"rendered":"Be Strong by Maltbie Davenport Babcock"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/MaltbieDavenportBabcock.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-354 lazyload\" title=\"MaltbieDavenportBabcock\" data-src=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/MaltbieDavenportBabcock-168x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"168\" height=\"300\" data-srcset=\"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/MaltbieDavenportBabcock-168x300.jpg 168w, https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/MaltbieDavenportBabcock.jpg 231w\" data-sizes=\"(max-width: 168px) 100vw, 168px\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 168px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 168\/300;\" \/><\/a>Maltbie Davenport Babcock (1858-1901)<\/p>\n<p>Be Strong<\/p>\n<p>Be strong!<br \/>\nWe are not here to play, to dream, to drift;<br \/>\nWe have hard work to do, and loads to lift;<br \/>\nShun not the struggle?face it; &#8217;tis God&#8217;s gift.<\/p>\n<p>Be strong!<br \/>\nSay not, &#8220;The days are evil. Who&#8217;s to blame?&#8221;<br \/>\nAnd fold the hands and acquiesce?oh shame!<br \/>\nStand up, speak out, and bravely, in God&#8217;s name.<\/p>\n<p>Be strong!<br \/>\nIt matters not how deep intrenched the wrong.<br \/>\nHow hard the battle goes, the day how long;<br \/>\nFaint not?fight on! To-morrow comes the son<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Maltbie Davenport Babcock (1858-1901)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[4,414],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-353","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-1800s","category-classic-poems"],"aioseo_notices":[],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/353","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=353"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/353\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=353"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=353"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=353"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}