Poems

The Purer Sense

LEONARD H. GIBSON, JR.

MINE eyes behold the teeming earth,— The brooks, the flowers, the trees, The aspiring hills, the valleys deep, Meadow and field and forest steep, Sunshine and shadow, calm and storm, Bird and beast : the human form Ruling o'er all of these.

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Illumination

L. E. HEDBERG

OPEN , ye gates of dawn, The sun of Love comes through! All mists of doubt are gone, And daylight shines anew.

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A Table in the Wilderness

GEORGE AMBROSE DENNISON

A TRAVELER on a lone and barren way Met one that hungered.

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Green Pastures

ETHEL M. GOSS

O CLEAR blue lake and bluer sky, Gray rocks along the shore, Amid the roar of the city streets You call me evermore!

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"He careth for you"

ADELA V. SCRIMGEOUR

SEE how the lily grows, so pure and fair, As if to do God's will, His love express; With leaves spread out in mute, unconscious prayer, Nor toils to weave so exquisite a dress.