Poems

I SAW IN THE EAST A STAR

MARY J. ELMENDORF.

I saw in the east a star,Faint, golden-fair, and far,—Like a tremulant torch on an upland trail,—And my heart to its Maytide sprang,While the mist of its whitening branches rangWith the voice of the nightingale.

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Every day is a golden day,...

Laura B. Doorly

Every day is a golden day,With golden blossoms along the way,—Sunshine kisses everything,—Music pours from bird on wing,The air with liquid gold doth ring(Blessings on his caroling!)—And it's oh, to the winds all care I'll fling,And it's blithe and gay that my heart doth sing,For all the world is created new,And all is good, and the good is true—There is gold for me and gold for you;Friend, Love is gold and fills all space—Surely, the Lord is in this place!

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LOVE'S ANSWER

LAURA GERAHTY

A woman trod the outskirts of the city,Hungry and lone, weary of want and stress;And some who passed her cast a glance of pity,Or checked their laughter at her loneliness.

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THE CHORD AND THE FLOWER

MARY J. ELMENDORF.

The gray mists rose from the river,The white mists rose from the sea,And, inland swirling in silence,They swallowed the shore and the leaTill they isled in their hungry billowsThe lonely heart of me.

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THE WELCOME GUEST

VIOLETTE KIMBALL DUNN.

To one in prison-house of hate,T'was whispered from above,"Thyself thy chains hast forged, O child,The world is filled with Love!"

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"THE VINE"

BEN. HAWORTH-BOOTH

Burden of beauty, joy of luscious leaves,And purple fruits of rich caparison,And honey scent and hum of honey thieves,And sweet enchantment of the golden sun—These are my dowry, and in every raceMen give me deference due, and pride of place.

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"WE HAVE SEEN HIS STAR"

ELLA CLEMENT DAVIES

Does this same star todayIllume for thee life's wayWith ever brightening ray?

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SCIENCE AND SOLITUDE

ALVA B. AMMERMAN.

In the cool and quiet places,In the wood's deep sylvan shade,We may always find clear tracesOf the things that Mind has made.

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Courage! for thus and only thus—...

George Cabot Lodge

Courage! for thus and only thus—As we are prompt and hazardous,As we are rapt, religious, and austere—We are victorious,And find the strange, steep way, and hearThe airs rush into song before our flight,And pass out of the night,Persuaded by a single star,And learn that where the soul's adventures areThe truth's discovery is near,And the delightOf liberty, and peans, and pageantries of light.

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BEGINNINGS

MARY I. MESECHRE

Begin the year with God,O thou who standest on its threshold fair!And then, whate'er may come, thou needst not care;No burden will be thine thou canst not bear,Nor any task assigned thou may'st not dare;So, ere a single step thou yet hast trod,Begin the year with God!