Poem September 16, 1911 ISSUE

[Written for the Sentinel.]

HO! COME YE TO THE WATERS!

CHAS. C. SANDELIN.

Ho ! Come ye to the waters! Drink! No feeFor all thou drinkest shall be required of thee;For free to all this precious draft is given,To high, to low, to whole or riven,Who thirst in darkness, knowing not that here—Aye, at their side—is water pure and clear.

Ho! Come ye to the waters! Cool and sweet,Refreshment from the earth's depressing heat;Pure waters of Truth, that sparkled 'neath the sunOf Love's kind presence ere had time begun,And ne'er denied thee. Drink this day thy fill:All earth-born yearnings doth the water still.

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