Poem April 1, 1905 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel.]

Radiance

MARY J. ELMENDORF.

He will swallow up death in victory; and the Lord God will wipe away tears from off all faces.—Isaiah, 25:8.

My star is shining, shining, shining!
The sweet, white joy that smiled on me
Through many a brent and thorny path,
An arc of braver minstrelsy,
And wider wings of radiance, hath.

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