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THE FATHER'S LOVE

STELLA E. SAXTON.

Dear little bird, lie still, lie still,O fear-hushed, wounded, broken thing,That beat against the tempest's rageAnd fell to earth, all quivering.

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Just because a little snowdrop raised her head above the snow,Just because a dancing sunbeam touched a pale cheek into glow,Just because one bird is singing in the woodland sweet and clear,We have caught the whispered message, "Lift your heads, for spring is here!"

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TIME'S TYRANNY

HARRY J. DUNHAM.

Impelled by youth's impatienceAnd dreams of joys to be,I urged old Time to hasten,—But never hastened he.

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SONGS OF JOY

LILLIAN BARKER BEEDE.

When swept death's sable pinionsAcross my love-lit skies,My harp was hushed to silence,While tear mists veiled my eyes.

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THE NEW YEAR

JOHN STEEN.

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A SPRING THOUGHT

EDITH C. CARTER.

I stood alone with the sunlit peaceOf woods in springtime; the warm quiet airLay like a tender presence on the trees,And leaned low down to greet the waking flowers;And all the turmoil of unquiet hours,The disappointed, feverish search for ease,Dropped, like a garment one has ceased to wear,Before the young year's promise of increase.

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FORWARD!

HON. CLARENCE A. BUSKIRK.

Forward! Whatever clouds are overhead,However dim the stars above us shine,We stumble when our steps by fear are led;The only guide we need is Love divine!