...death That nips the flowers unfurl'd And stays the infant's breath; But Death that slays the world.' This day relenting God Hath placed within my hand...tears and toiling breath, I find thy cunning seeds, O million-murdering Death. I know this little thing A myriad men will save. O Death, where is thy sting?...

...toil, years of continuing instant in work-prayer, prayer-work. At length there comes this reply : — ' This day relenting God Hath placed within my hand...will save. O Death, where is thy sting ? Thy victory, O Grave ? ' Again he -writes : 1 So tho" his home remain Dark, and his fields untrod, The exile has...

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...Ross when, at the end of his long and successful studies of malaria. he cried out in his exaltation : This day relenting God Hath placed within my hand...tears and toiling breath I find thy cunning seeds, O million-murdering Death. I know this little thing A myriad lives will save. O Death, where is thy...

...lines, which he wrote : Fig. 2. — Major Ronald Ross, the discoverer of the role of the mosquito. "This day relenting God Hath placed within my hand...tears and toiling breath, I find thy cunning seeds, Oh million-murdering death. "I know this little thing A myriad men will save; Oh, death, where is thy...

...crowned the efforts of a hero and scientist—a success which well might inspire his poetic nature to sing: "This day relenting God Hath placed within my...His command Seeking His secret deeds With tears and tolling breath I find thy cunning seeds, O million-murdering Death. I know this little thing A myriad...

...crowned the efforts of a hero and scientist — a success which well might inspire his poetic nature to sing: "This day relenting God Hath placed within my...His command Seeking His secret deeds With tears and tolling breath I find thy cunning seeds, O million-murdering Death. I know this little thing A myriad...

...were no flowers The heav'nly waters flow, And thro' a thousand bowers Innum'rable blossoms blow. REPLY THIS day relenting God Hath placed within my hand...tears and toiling breath, I find thy cunning seeds, O million-murdering Death. I know this little thing A myriad men will save. O Death, where is thy sting...

...These significant lines, too little known, were written by Ronald Ross on the eve of the discovery: This day relenting God Hath placed within my hand...wondrous thing; and God Be praised. At His command, of infected mosquitos sent for the purpose to England from the Roman Campagna. It is hardly possible...

...had worked out the life history of the malarial parasite in the mosquito he broke out into song: "I know this little thing A myriad men will save. O Death, where is thy sting, Thy victory, O grave." But although we know the cause of malaria, its mode of transmission, and although we know...