[Written for the Sentinel]

Alone, Yet Not Alone

Have friends forsaken thee? and do thy daysDrag wearily along? Think notThat Love thy yearnings hath forgot.Look up to God and voice to Him thy praise;Scorn not thy humble lot.

Contentment shall be thine the very dayWhen thou hast learned to seek Truth's own,And, into broader freedom thrown,Canst tread with joy the perfect wayAlone, yet not alone.

September 6, 1919

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