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Poem October 23, 1920 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

Along the Way

ADRIENNE BARTO

Make straight His road so interlaced,
So covered o'er with self;
Let me but see amid the gloom
The vision of Thyself,
So lowly sweet
That, in the seeing, I may grasp
Something of love to help me pass
Undaunted on my way.

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