[Written for the Sentinel.]

THE PATH OF JOY

With eagerness he sought the path of joy.With weariness he trod the road of pain!And finding, where he sought the flower of peace,The weeds of fear, he thought his search was vain.

Soul-weary grown, he chose the path to Truth.He found a land sweet-scented. 'Round him layThe wondrous flowers of peace. He learned at lastThe path of joy is found no other way!

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