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Poem December 31, 1910 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel.]

DAWN

HARRIET BARTNETT.

A tuft of light above the hill;
A windless silence, tense and chill;
A sharp, straight shaft of fire updrawn,
And, rose-clad, gold-clad, burst of dawn!

A gleam of consciousness in man,
A sure unfolding of Truth's plan,
An aspiration and faith's rest—
Lo, God's great light within the breast!

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