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Poem July 13, 1907 Issue

THE WINNER

Lilla Elizabeth Kelley

When the battle waxes fiercest,
When the blows fall thick and fast,
With full courage, reinspired,
We shall gain the height at last.

We shall conquer—if unyielding,
We march forward to the goal,
Never stopping, never heeding,
Knowing naught but might of Soul.

Lilla Elizabeth Kelley.

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