Now blowing their fingers, with frost-bitten toes, The joyous procession exultingly goes; Above them the glaciers spectral are shining, But onward they march undismay'd, Unrepining.
"Sagittulae, Random Verses"
E. W. Bowling
Their trust, their love, their dependence and Unrepining courage in meeting poverty and privation with him imposed the strongest and most sacred of obligations, and his high sense of honor-which hitherto had been his religion-made failure to meet these obligations the most awful disaster that could overwhelm him.
"Without a Home"
E. P. Roe