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A Child's Glimpse of God 
 
 for Grown Up Children 
 
 BY 
 
 ETHEL BLACKWELL jROBINSON, S.B. M.D. 
 Author of '*The Religion of Joy" 
 
 BOSTON 
 
 SHERMAN, FRENCH & COMPANY 
 
 1912 
 

 Copyright, 1912 
 Shermaj^t, French & Company 
 
 ©CLA330773 
 
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 TO YOU 
 MY READER 
 In these times, vital with every 
 form of social unrest, I would stir 
 within you the thought of individual 
 responsibility, responsibility in parent- 
 hood, in the true freedom of married 
 life, in friendships, and in your life- 
 work. And through all remember you 
 are one unit in the great brotherhood 
 of man. Realize this through direct 
 communion with God, and work with 
 this Divine Sympathizer. 
 
 Emerson says, "Let no one stand 
 between you and the Father." 
 
PREFACE 
 
 What do men live for? Supreme happiness 
 or satisfaction? The supreme happiness is 
 the highest happiness, is spiritual satisfaction; 
 and it comes in a feeling of radiant victory 
 born of nobility of action. It is thankfulness 
 and joy at noble heights maintained when 
 tempted — the living up to the ideal, the feeling 
 of greater security and strength after the "con- 
 flict" won. All this is growth upward, on- 
 ward. We become more unselfish, more uni- 
 versal with a glimpse of a larger happiness for 
 all concerned — that is growth toward the ideal 
 — toward God. 
 
 Now this feeling of radiant victory may grow 
 and grow so that we become filled with it, and 
 conscious of oneness with all goodness, all love 
 and all unselfishness, that is conscious with 
 God. The personality of God dawns more and 
 more as we become conscious that we are seek- 
 ing to be good and true and unselfish for Some- 
 One, a Some-One who runs the great universe, 
 a Some-One far above and beyond us, who is 
 drawing and loving and leading us on and up, 
 to a wondrous light of pure love and joy. 
 
preface 
 
 I have wished here to write the story of every 
 human heart, and to show its differing phases. 
 
 I have tried to express our progress toward 
 the ideal, our constant relation to God, through 
 the cycle of our life — our soul-life in God. 
 This little volume is dedicated by an older child, 
 longing to enlarge upon and emphasize for 
 everyone the near relation, and the deeply joy- 
 ous relation, of the individual to his Heavenly 
 Father. From the glory of the cradle, on 
 through youth's stress and strain, and up to- 
 ward pure love and marriage and friendship 
 and achievement and a growing God-conscious- 
 ness with its growing joy, toward and beyond 
 the beautiful wonder of death. 
 
 Do we not believe with reason that God is 
 a loving and joyous God, wisely directing His 
 own glorious plans? Then must we not seek 
 to follow after Him! We will not trust in our 
 own old short-sighted love and puerile joy, but 
 in His noble love and exalted j oy ! This is the 
 God I see. 
 
CONTENTS 
 
 PART I. A GLIMPSE OF GOD THROUGH 
 CHILD-LIFE 
 
 PAGE 
 
 THE parents' petition 1 
 
 ANGEL-CHILDREN 1 
 
 LITTLE WHO? 2 
 
 THE CALL OF THE UNBORN 3 
 
 NOT MINE, BUT GOd's 3 
 
 BEAUTIFUL BABY SOUL 4 
 
 DEAR LITTLE BABY FEET 4 
 
 ISLAND LULLABY 5 
 
 TELL ME JUST ABOUT GOD 6 
 
 A child's GLIMPSE OF GOD 7 
 
 Harold's angel-song 8 
 
 A child's fear 8 
 
 OUT OF THE MOUTHS OF BABES .... 9 
 
 LISTEN IN YOUR HEART 10 
 
 BE WITH ME 11 
 
 i'd love to go to heaven 11 
 
 mother's problem 12 
 
 DOES GOD HEAR? 13 
 
 A PRAYER 14 
 
 A child's prayer 15 
 
 I CAN MAKE MYSELF 15 
 
 A child's penitence 15 
 
 A child's wish 16 
 
 boy's lawlessness 16 
 
 law in the home 17 
 
 WEARY 18 
 
 MY SON AND DAUGHTER 19 
 
CONTENTS 
 
 PAGE 
 
 FOR THE SAKE OF THE LITTLE ONE ... 20 
 
 GOD-VISION 21 
 
 ROYALTY 21 
 
 PART II. A GLIMPSE OF GOD THROUGH 
 YOUTH'S STRESS AND STRAIN 
 
 THE STORM RAGES 25 
 
 PRAYER 25 
 
 WHO WILL RALLY 'rOUND THE SINGLE- 
 MINDED FLAG? 26 
 
 LIGHT 26 
 
 A CRY 27 
 
 DIRECT MY POWER 28 
 
 LOVE THAT IS HUMAN UNSATISFIES EVER . 29 
 
 AFTER DEATH 30 
 
 SUNRISE 31 
 
 "an unwritten page for THE NEW YEAR" 32 
 
 TRUST 34) 
 
 YEARNING 34 
 
 god's troopers 36 
 
 PURPOSE 36 
 
 work and trust 38 
 
 good advice 39 
 
 in the hour of need 40 
 
 here's to courage ! 41 
 
 we follow thee ! 42 
 
 ours to inspire 42 
 
 WILLING 43 
 
 BEST 44 
 
 LIBERTY 44 
 
 NO MEAN THING 46 
 
 AND ALL THAT IS OUR LIFE 47 
 
 THE RICHNESS OF LIFE 48 
 
CONTENTS 
 
 PAGE 
 
 WAIT 49 
 
 UVE THE IDEAL 50 
 
 PART III. A GLIMPSE OF GOD THROUGH 
 NATURE 
 
 NATURE 55 
 
 PLAYGROUND 57 
 
 BLOOD-ROOT 57 
 
 UNIVERSAL GIVER 58 
 
 THE SHOWER 59 
 
 THE WIND 59 
 
 THE DAISY 60 
 
 THE ROSE 60 
 
 THE LILY 61 
 
 THE SUN-FLOWER TURNS TO THE SUN . . 61 
 
 RED, WHITE AND BLUE 61 
 
 WOODSY 62 
 
 THE CALL OF THE WOOD-NYMPHS ... 64 
 
 THE HEIGHTS 64 
 
 LOVELY NATURE 65 
 
 THE SOUL OF NATURE 65 
 
 JUNE NESTS 67 
 
 JOY, JOY, JOY ! 69 
 
 LOVE, FAITH AND JOY 70 
 
 'tis god! 70 
 
 PART IV. A GLIMPSE OF GOD THROUGH 
 LOVE AND MARRIAGE 
 
 RESERVE 75 
 
 PREPARATION 75 
 
 JUSTICE 75 
 
 HOPE 76 
 
 LONGING 76 
 
CONTENTS 
 
 PAGE 
 
 TRUST 77 
 
 WHAT WAS IT? 77 
 
 BROKEN HEARTS 78 
 
 ALWAYS IN LOVE 79 
 
 TRUE LOVE 79 
 
 THE MEANING OF LOVE 80 
 
 THROUGH LOVE TO DUTY, THROUGH DUTY TO 
 
 LOVE 81 
 
 YOUNG LOVE 82 
 
 PRAYER 82 
 
 god's mystery 83 
 
 DESTINY 85 
 
 IN MY HEART 85 
 
 FAREWELL 87 
 
 THEN TRY ME, LORD ! 88 
 
 DULL HEARTS 89 
 
 SPRING 89 
 
 MATE 90 
 
 TO MY LOVE 91 
 
 TRUST 92 
 
 IMMORTALITY 92 
 
 TO HUSBANDS AND WIVES 94 
 
 LOVE 96 
 
 DEAR HUSBANDS AND WIVES 96 
 
 I LOVE YOU 99 
 
 MARRIAGE 99 
 
 HOW CAN I KEEP YOUR LOVE? HOW CAN 
 
 YOU KEEP MINE? 100 
 
 BE RESPONSIBLE, OH MAN ! lOl 
 
 PART V. A GLIMPSE OF GOD THROUGH 
 LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP 
 
 here's to our FRIENDS 105 
 
CONTENTS 
 
 PAGE 
 
 THE SYMPHONY 106 
 
 DEEP CALLETH UNTO DEEP 106 
 
 SPIRITUAL LOVE IN FRIENDSHIP .... 107 
 
 SOULS 107 
 
 SPIRIT HELD IN PHYSICAL LEASH . . . 107 
 
 god's cloud of witnesses 108 
 
 THE sweet story 109 
 
 THE SON TO HIS GOD 110 
 
 GOD TO HIS SON Ill 
 
 GOD NEAR 112 
 
 ACTION 112 
 
 EACH IN HIS PLACE 112 
 
 IRRESISTIBLE 113 
 
 TO MARY K 114 
 
 ETERNAL LOVE IN FRIENDSHIP . . . .114 
 
 FRIENDSHIP 115 
 
 SOULS' MATES .f^ 115 
 
 MARRIAGE MATES . 116 
 
 FRIENDSHIP MATES 116 
 
 PERFECT UNIONS 117 
 
 ONLY SPIRITUAL FRUITAGE IN LOFTY FRIEND- 
 SHIP 117 
 
 THE DIVINITY OF MAN 118 
 
 THE soul's search 119 
 
 LOVE AND THE MANDATES OF SOUL . . .120 
 
 PART VI. A GLIMPSE OF GOD THROUGH 
 RELIGION, OR PHILOSOPHY OF RELIGION 
 
 JOY FOUND IN RELIGION 125 
 
 THE VOICE WITHIN 126 
 
 THE SOUL-LIFE IN A PERSONAL GOD . .126 
 
 SONG ON TO GOD 130 
 
 "what DO I KNOW.?" 131 
 
CONTENTS 
 
 PAGE 
 
 IN HOW MANY WAYS DO I KNOW THE DIVINE? 13^ 
 
 I KNOW i'm immortal 134 
 
 UNSELFISHNESS 136 
 
 EVIL AND FREE-WILL 136 
 
 THE LOGIC OF INFERENCE 139 
 
 WHOLESOME MENTAL FOOD 140 
 
 WHAT DO MEN LIVE FOR? 140 
 
 TWO GOOD MEN 141 
 
 MORE LIGHT, MORE LOVE 142 
 
 WHERE? 142 
 
 god's way 143 
 
 duty and loving service 144 
 
 duty made loving service .... 144 
 duty made easily loving service . .145 
 
 man is divine 146 
 
 god's benignity 147 
 
 GODLIKE 148 
 
 COME UP TO THE HILLS OF VISION . . . 149 
 
 VISION 150 
 
 VISION-JOY 150 
 
 GOD IS JOY 151 
 
 OH, LET THE GOD WITHIN UNFOLD ! . . . 151 
 
 1 don't think i've told you .... 152 
 
 JOY WITH GOD 153 
 
 HEAVEN 154 
 
 TO MAMMA 155 
 
 OUR PIONEER 156 
 
 TO PAPA IN HEAVEN 157 
 
 TO REV. ROBERT COLLYER 158 
 
 TO REV. ROBERT COLLYER, D. D. ... 159 
 
 A PRESENCE 160 
 
 DEATH 160 
 
 GLORY OF death! 161 
 
A GLIMPSE OF GOD THROUGH 
 CHILD-LIFE 
 
THE PARENTS' PETITION 
 
 Lo, Dear Father, we parents are kneeling, 
 And our arms are stretched toward Thee above, 
 May we help on Thy race in our children. 
 May we bear Thee messiahs of love ! 
 
 There has dropped in our hearts the far vision. 
 And our all we urge pure from alloy. 
 Oh, dear Father, we're yearning to serve Thee ; 
 May we bear Thee messiahs of Joy ! 
 
 ANGEL-CHILDREN 
 
 There came by night encircling elfins. 
 With soothings, lovings, pityings, helpings. 
 Little filmy angels gave me angel-touches, 
 Little floating spirits gave me dainty brushes, 
 Soft shimm'ring lights of varying color, 
 And some were lustrous, others duller. 
 Wee angels longing for our earth 1 
 Rapt eager visions waiting birth! 
 
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 LITTLE WHO? 
 
 My puff-ball sweet 
 
 With curled up feet, 
 Oh whisper, ere thy toes uncurl, 
 Art Grandpa's boy? Or Papa's girl? 
 
 Thou mystery! 
 
 Love's history! 
 Thine eyes are sloes and soft and shy? 
 Or blue and starry, like the sky? 
 
 Thou lovely care, 
 
 Thou mother's prayer! 
 Hast smile to snare in love's own net 
 With curls of sunshine? or of jet? 
 
 My treasure hid. 
 
 My Captain Kidd, 
 Thy heart and brain and soul are gold, 
 Thy fore-bears know: the birdies told. 
 
 Thou longed-for dear. 
 
 Thy work is here. 
 To draw all hearts, my noble girlie (noble 
 
 boy). 
 To God, and to his radiant joy! 
 
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 THE CALL OF THE UNBORN 
 
 Oh, smile up your heart for me, mother, 
 
 Be happy, be buoyant, be mild ; 
 
 Oh, smile up your heart for I'm coming, 
 
 You'll make me a lovelier child. 
 
 I'll bud as a gay little lassie. 
 
 Or bloom as a cheery young lad. 
 
 So smile up your heart, mother darling. 
 
 You'll always be grateful and glad. 
 
 I come on our God's loving business, — 
 
 Then sing it again and again — 
 
 I'm coming to show you God loves you; 
 
 He loves you, He loves you, oh men ! 
 
 NOT MINE BUT GOD'S 
 
 Lovely, helpless little baby, are you mine? 
 
 No, your soul is only lent us, is divine! 
 
 Yet our parenthood is part of God's design! 
 
 We have drawn you to us, special little one, 
 In our keeping are you, wondrous budding son, 
 GOD will claim you, when the sands of life are 
 run! 
 
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 BEAUTIFUL BABY SOUL 
 
 Beautifui. Baby Soul! 
 
 Whence thy source? 
 
 Where thy goaL^^ 
 
 "God," he saith! 
 
 "Heav'n," he saith! 
 Radiant, smiling faith! 
 Are you come just fresh from God? 
 Ah then, show me what to be! 
 I may warn by what I am, 
 
 But 'tis you who'll most teach me, 
 Beautiful Baby Soul! 
 
 DEAR LITTLE BABY FEET 
 
 Dear little baby feet. 
 
 Dimpled and chubby toes, 
 
 Pinking, pearling, 
 
 Then uncurling. 
 
 Ferns my spring-time knows. 
 
 Dear little baby-feet. 
 Such a long way to go, 
 Stumbling, creeping. 
 Ever seeking, 
 Rainbows o'er the snow. 
 
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 ISLAND LULLABY 
 
 Tasseled pussy-willows swinging, 
 Balmy breezes softly singing 
 
 O'er the pond, 
 
 Bye-low-bye ! 
 
 Rolling ocean soothing, booming. 
 Darkness o'er the twilight looming. 
 
 Waves its wand, 
 
 Bye-low-bye ! 
 
 Distant light-house glinting, blinking, 
 Darling mother crooning, thinking. 
 
 Oh so fond! 
 
 Bye-low-bye ! 
 
 Little blue-eyes drooping, dropping 
 Little voices drowsy stopping, 
 
 Then a sigh! 
 
 Bye-low-bye ! 
 
 Little babekins growing heavy. 
 With a flitting fairy bevy 
 
 Circling nigh. 
 
 Bye-low-bye ! 
 
 Heav'nly Father, guide their dreaming. 
 In their hearts Thy light be streaming 
 
 Pure and high ! 
 
 Thou art nigh! 
 
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 Heavenly Father, guard their waking, 
 Noble thoughts their lives be making 
 
 True and high! 
 
 Be Thou nigh! 
 Bye-low, darlings, bye-low, 
 
 Bye-low-bye ! 
 
 TELL ME JUST ABOUT GOD 
 
 "I WISH that His hands had been placed on my 
 
 head, 
 I love that, mother!" my little one said, 
 At four years, such wisdom looked out of his 
 
 eyes 
 I marvelled, my soul was all filled with surprise. 
 "Such a beautiful story of Jesus is this !" 
 He reached out his arms for his last good- 
 night's kiss. 
 "It makes him seem lovelier even than God ! 
 Now tell me a story that's just about God: 
 I know that God really is lovelier still!" 
 How could I, this perfect ideal fulfill? 
 Give but a suggestion, a child will soon see ; 
 A child can create more directly than we. 
 
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 A CHILD'S GLIMPSE OF GOD 
 
 God wished to give light to His children, 
 So made them the beautiful sun, 
 And He made them the moon for the night-time, 
 And large brilliant stars, one by one. 
 
 And God gave His children the sunsets, — 
 See light on the hills over there ! 
 And He always is thinking about you: 
 Calls children His very first care. 
 
 God wished to give love to His children, 
 He wished them to love Him well, too, 
 So He gave you the Fathers and Mothers, 
 The Fathers and Mothers have you. 
 
 So if you love Father and Mother, 
 
 In time you'll love God even more. 
 
 The dear God will hold you to His heart then, 
 
 As Father and Mother before. 
 
 So thank the dear Heav'nly Father, — 
 
 And tell Him you really love Him. 
 
 Then you'll feel you're so happy at prayer-time 
 
 Your sleep will be sweet as a hymn. 
 
 As on wings o'er dream-rainbows you skim ! 
 
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 HAROLD'S ANGEL-SONG 
 
 Haek, what do we hear our little one saying, 
 
 Awake with the birds in the morn? 
 
 "Oh, I want to tell you the loveliest story. 
 
 It's such a sweet angel-song! 
 
 God tells me it, all alone in the night, 
 
 And oh! He gives me the beautifulest sight! 
 
 The angels just float around 
 
 Shining and happy. 
 
 Some pink and some white, 
 
 And all goldy-dust light. 
 
 And they sail about, 
 
 Float about, 
 
 Happy, so happy 
 
 All night ! 
 
 And the loveliest times they all of them have! 
 
 And oh, the hvndliest things they do! 
 
 (God tells me the story to make me good), 
 
 How can I tell it to Father and you? 
 
 My beautiful Angel-SongP* 
 
 A CHILD'S FEAR 
 
 "Mamma please come, I'm so afraid !" 
 The sleepy eyes descried me, 
 
 "It is so dark! I'm lonely here! 
 
 Please stay, and sit beside me?" 
 
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 Mj girlie, see, dear God is here, 
 
 And He will guard you safe, dear; 
 
 He sends His angels all around 
 Each timid little waif, dear. 
 
 And when you're very tired, sweet. 
 But still awake you keep, dear. 
 
 Ask God to take you in His arms. 
 And then you'll fall asleep, dear. 
 
 OUT OF THE MOUTHS OF BABES 
 
 "The first day you come down from Heaven, 
 
 O Mother, 
 Is a wonderful, wonderful day !" 
 My little one's voice rings a message so clear. 
 Such marvels can five-years-old say! 
 
 Does he hear it from others ? absorb from some 
 
 mind ? 
 Or get it direct from his God? 
 What does his soul know before it gives 
 
 utt'rance ? 
 A baby may hold us all awed ! 
 
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 The first day we go up to heaven, O Father, 
 
 Is more wonderful, wonderful still ! 
 
 Lest the change be too great, may we make 
 
 heaven here, 
 Till all souls here with heaven-love thrill. 
 
 LISTEN IN YOUR HEART 
 
 Dear Father, we are little children. 
 
 And we are not very wise ; 
 We want to be, oh Heav'nly Father, 
 
 Brother can be, if he tries. 
 And sister is so kind and helpful. 
 
 Mother is fond, sweet and good. 
 And Father is big, brave and loving, — 
 
 I, too, would be if I could ! 
 
 Please help me make myself so thoughtful, 
 
 Make my mind say, "hark, obey !" 
 And make it say, "now don't be selfish" ; 
 
 Grown-ups tell us that's the way. 
 And I'll try to be so noble. 
 
 For I want to do my part. 
 Oh, Heav'nly Father, whisper to me, 
 
 I will listen in my heart! 
 
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 BE WITH ME 
 
 Now when I hear someone is noble, 
 Then surely God showed him the way! 
 
 Dear God, You were there! 
 When someone was mean, I know now 
 That he would not let God show him how! 
 
 Dear God, do You care ? 
 
 And when all the boys are just horrid 
 And do and say things that are wrong, 
 
 Dear God, are You sad? 
 And if I stand up, like a man. 
 And I say, "None of that boys !" I can ! 
 
 Dear God, are You glad? 
 My Heavenly Father, love me as Thy son. 
 Be with me, and help me, and I'll do no wrong ! 
 
 I'D LOVE TO GO TO HEAVEN 
 
 I'd love to go to Heaven, mother. 
 And with sweet angels play. 
 Our toys would all be lovelier, 
 And God would nearer stay. 
 
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 But then I can't come back to you, 
 And have you all down here, — 
 You would not know me if I did, — 
 So ril stay "with you, dear. 
 
 MOTHER'S PROBLEM 
 
 I 
 
 We saw it mixed with sadness, 
 And yet a thrill of joy. 
 No more our bonny baby. 
 But a bouncing boist'rous boy ! 
 
 II 
 
 And now there comes a time 
 
 Investigation's rife, 
 
 And natural powers attract. 
 
 Beware of fires ! 
 
 Take care of floods ! 
 
 Gas, medicines or swords ! 
 
 He's as nonchalant in using these 
 
 As he is in using words ! 
 
 Now it is wise to be safe. 
 
 This is a law let us keep. 
 
 Never to leave him alone, 
 
 Till he is surely asleep. 
 
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 III 
 
 With other boys he needs must be, 
 
 But runs in any lines, 
 
 Be sure you head this period. 
 
 And show the nobler kinds. 
 
 Now give the lad direction clear, 
 
 And you'll be always glad, 
 
 He's got such splendid stuff in him, 
 
 If then it's spoilt, 'tis sad! 
 
 IV 
 
 Look! for the vision is near! 
 
 Near to his budding soul! 
 
 Crimson, golden, 
 
 Youthful, olden, 
 
 See the mystic bowl! 
 
 Hark to the Heavenly strains ! 
 
 Guidance for him, for all. 
 
 Rousing! clinging! 
 
 Ever singing! — 
 
 Do you hear God's call? 
 
 DOES GOD HEAR? 
 
 "If I shout loud, 
 Does God hear? 
 If I whisper, 
 
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 Is He near?" 
 Oh yes, dear, 
 Just the same 
 Whether you shout 
 For joy ! or shame ! 
 Or think softly, 
 In your mind, — 
 Something selfish, 
 Something kind. 
 God's ever near! 
 He will hear! 
 
 A PRAYER 
 
 Dear Heavenly Father, take my hand, 
 And help me to make myself 
 strong 
 and straight 
 and upright 
 and noble 
 and filled with God-consciousness! 
 
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 A CHILD'S PRAYER 
 
 Dear Heavenly Father I long 
 Ever tightly to cling to Thy hand. 
 To others I'll always be kind! 
 As Thy brave little soldier I'll stand. 
 
 I'm only an ignorant boy, 
 
 Yet I know Thou wilt ever love me. 
 
 Thy love makes my heart beat with Joy! 
 
 I so want great and God-like to be! 
 
 I CAN MAKE MYSELF 
 
 I CAN make myself a good man! 
 Or else a selfish, sad one! 
 By showing I'm a good boy! 
 And not a horrid bad one! 
 
 A CHILD'S PENITENCE 
 
 Dear mother, I want to be good. 
 But somehow I seem to do wrong. 
 I don't know what makes me so rough, 
 I try to think first, right along. 
 
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 Does God know, and see, every time? 
 And what does He do, when He sees? 
 He makes me so sorry, you say! 
 My heart cries ; I never will tease ! 
 
 A CHILD'S WISH 
 
 Dear God, I know that when I'm good 
 It's the spark of Thy soul lighting mine. 
 
 I know as surely, when I'm bad, 
 It's because I will not see the shine. 
 
 The spark in me, the spark in each, 
 Is the light that tells me of Thy love. 
 
 Oh make Thy children hear below 
 Just as pure as Thy angels above. 
 
 BOY'S LAWLESSNESS 
 
 When I'm a man 
 
 I'll tear up papers just a mass ! 
 
 I'll smash the parlor looking-glass 
 
 And see what is behind. 
 
 I'll rip the books in two ; 
 
 I'll climb up to the clock and find 
 
 What makes the cuckoo coo ! 
 
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 I'll yank the table-cloths all off, 
 
 And smash the flower-pots, 
 
 And mark and paint the things with spots 
 
 And peel the paper off the walls. 
 
 And stuff bananas, lots ; 
 
 And throw the kettles 'round the floor 
 
 To tease the cook; 
 
 And just go splashing through the brook, 
 
 And shout and roar ! 
 
 "Hush, hush ! no, no !" I'll never say 
 
 At every noise. 
 
 No matter if I've fifty boys. 
 
 No matter what they do. 
 
 They'll have just all the fun they can. 
 
 When I'm a man! 
 
 LAW IN THE HOME 
 
 Dr. U. S. Pierce says, "The child should recognize 
 law !" 
 
 The law in the home is to love and obey ! 
 'Tis safer for children, if taught in this way. 
 Each is one among many; we're sowing the 
 
 seeds 
 That will bring in a harvest, to meet future 
 needs. 
 
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 TVere better for manhood, if parents but 
 
 saw 
 'Tis safer for children to recognize law. 
 This thought clearly defined, they will under- 
 stand then 
 Civil law in the world, moral law among men. 
 
 WEARY 
 
 Will you sing me to sleep, Papa, darling? 
 Please cuddle your own little one ; — 
 I'm tired of being your big boy, 
 I'm only your small baby son. 
 
 I'm Papa's weary baby, 
 
 Wee baby, 
 
 Own baby, 
 I'm Papa's little wee baby son. 
 
 Will You soothe me to rest, Heav'nly Father, 
 Soon take home Your own weary one.^^ 
 I'm tired of being Your big man, 
 I'm only Your struggling young son. 
 
 Loving Father's weak soldier, 
 
 Sad soldier, 
 
 Old soldier. 
 Loving Father's sad worn soldier son. 
 
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 MY SON AND DAUGHTER 
 
 I WANT to speak to every child 
 Whether young or older grown, 
 I want to tell you that your body 
 Planned by God, is not your own. 
 
 God would have you lovely, perfect, 
 You must keep yourself clean, pure. 
 Guard the temple as God made you! 
 God needs yoUy you may be sure. 
 
 God tells you and me and each. 
 Lift the race to sacred height, — 
 Body healthy, mind sane poised. 
 And a soul of joyous light! 
 
 Be a soul of joyous light! 
 Grow a body sacred, pure! 
 Grow a mind serene, unselfish! 
 Thoughts are seeds, the harvest sure ! 
 
 Hold but kind and noble thoughts I 
 Have a purpose true and good! 
 You will blossom to such fruitage 
 As but holy God-souls could! 
 
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 For we grow like what we feed on! 
 See that souls are all well-fed ! 
 Striving, helping, choose the noble ! 
 Be a leader God hath led! 
 
 FOR THE SAKE OF THE LITTLE ONE 
 
 For the sake of the little one*holding my hand, 
 
 Oh ! How much I can do and can dare ! 
 
 And what loads I can carry, what treasures 
 
 resign. 
 In Thy Fatherhood, God, I can share! 
 And perhaps if my life grasps for wisdom and 
 
 strength, 
 And I hold to the large and divine. 
 Little feet coming after more firmly may tread, 
 From the fact that the vict'ry was mine. 
 So-called trials, temptations, privations, are 
 
 blest. 
 Teaching body, mind, heart, to be Thine; 
 Omnipotent Father, adored, see our best, 
 Deem us worthy of progress divine! 
 
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 GOD-VISION 
 
 Up, look up, thou royal son, 
 Far, see far, where visions are! 
 Clear and pure and streaming far, 
 Draw thee toward thy guiding-star. 
 Mists and glooms flee from thy way. 
 Stars thy night, and suns thy day. 
 Fraught with might is thought of soul, 
 Wings of thought make God thy goal! 
 
 ROYALTY 
 
 Were I a child of royal blood, 
 
 I'd live as every noble should! 
 
 How true, how pure, how great, how good, 
 
 On finding I'm a child of God ! 
 
II 
 
 A GLIMPSE OF GOD THROUGH YOUTH'S 
 STRESS AND STRAIN 
 
THE STORM RAGES * 
 
 The storm rages 
 The ships at sea 
 
 Are quiv'ring in the blast! 
 Oh, Lord of ages, 
 Thanks to Thee 
 
 So few are wrecked at last! 
 
 PRAYER 
 
 Oh Father, give him strength, 
 And guide him unto Thee ; 
 
 No hand is at the helm 
 
 He's tossing on life's sea. 
 
 The waters seethe and dash, 
 
 The fearful thunders roll. 
 
 The shallows lure and laugh ! 
 
 Dear Father, guard his soul. 
 
 I pray thus, yet I know. 
 With benediction mild, 
 
 Thou boldest in Thy heart, 
 
 Thy wand'ring, lonely child. 
 
 Written when 8 years old; at midnight. 
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 WHO WILL RALLY 'ROUND THE 
 SINGLE-MINDED FLAG? 
 
 The evil double-motive, how it damns ! 
 
 Like gnawing wolves that feed on blameless 
 
 lambs ! 
 We grow deceitful actors in our parts, 
 Are martyrs posed, tho' tyrants in our hearts, 
 We're weak, and we are politic, for shame! 
 We stamp out others in our selfish aim; 
 We give one-sided-reasons as the whole. 
 We blunt the clear directness of our soul! 
 Our double-motives, subtle little elves. 
 While undermining truth, deceive ourselves. 
 We justify our stand, but have a care! 
 We're sensitive, just probe us anywhere. 
 Oh the horrible things that we all of us do! 
 Just because of our two-motived, mean point- 
 
 of-view ! 
 Who will rally 'round the single-minded flag? 
 
 LIGHT 
 
 What is "duty"? 
 Where is right? 
 Guide me ere I 
 Fall by night ! 
 
a C{)ilD'0 (gHmpge of (goO 27 
 
 Help Thy little 
 Frightened child; 
 Hear me, save me 
 Father mild ! 
 
 Light, light, oh to see! 
 
 Light, light, pour it free! 
 Light ! 
 
 A CRY 
 
 Life's a living, loving turmoil, 
 And Thy little child is weak, — 
 Soothe him, calm his restless yearnings. 
 Show him what is best to seek. 
 
 Take him to Thy gentle breast. Lord, 
 Still his anxious beating heart; 
 He must rest, oh, he must rest. Lord, 
 E'er he does his little part. 
 
 Father, show to him Thy meaning, 
 
 Oh, why can he never rest? 
 
 Help him, hold him, guide him, save him, 
 
 He is falt'ring in his quest. 
 
 Give to him the wider vision 
 Light to see that Thou art near. 
 He is in Thy Heavenly kingdom. 
 Thou art near ; oh. Thou art near ! 
 
28 a CftilD'g (glimpge of (goO 
 
 DIRECT MY POWER 
 
 Oh, God, I'm just an infant still — 
 
 I'm timid-wond'ring so ; 
 Pray let me not obstruct Thy will, 
 
 But deep devotion show. 
 
 Yet why it is, Thou Father wise. 
 That times are, when I flash 
 
 In scorn, in rage, in sudden pow'r, 
 And burst out wild and rash! 
 
 Then fear myself ! and tremble most 
 For others near me bound; 
 
 Possessed by demon, spirit, ghost, — 
 Some awful pow'r I've found ! 
 
 I know not, be it bad or good. 
 Or great or small of worth; 
 
 But yet I know I'm in a grasp 
 Beyond control of earth! 
 
 To weigh this pow'r, to hold this force- 
 Thy slow sure laws to see — 
 
 To guide this life, free from remorse— 
 Thy child beseeches Thee ! 
 
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 But well I know a pow'r that's strong, 
 
 Directed from abuse, 
 May with Thy help a lever prove 
 
 Of might, when put to use. 
 
 As life goes on, our pow'r grows great, 
 For good or ill, we're strong! 
 
 This energy from God has come, — 
 These loans to Him belong. 
 
 LOVE THAT IS HUMAN UNSATISFIES 
 EVER 
 
 Saddened and broken, 
 
 In awe I surrender; 
 Just Smiter, Defender, 
 
 My Hope is in Thee. 
 
 Love that is human 
 
 Unsatisfies ever. 
 Then compromise never — 
 
 Put Faith but in God. 
 
 God, be my life-cry! 
 
 In work, compensation. 
 In spirit, salvation. 
 
 My Heart be with God. 
 
30 a Cl)iID'0 (glimpge of <goO 
 
 AFTER DEATH 
 
 With sense of ease and buoyancy I 'rose and 
 
 looked about; 
 So active, happy, light of heart, immersed in 
 
 hope, I seemed; 
 The earth- friends were about me, and I spoke: 
 
 — they knew me not; — 
 But some dear kindred ones there were, whose 
 
 royal welcome gleamed! 
 
 And one there was, a presence strong, I bowed 
 
 before his glow, 
 "The time has come," I felt him say. "All 
 
 meanings, you shall see!" 
 I followed soft the realms throughout, — earth's 
 
 children to behold — 
 I felt their innermost beliefs, their lives were 
 
 plain to me. 
 
 "Now all the good that you have wrought, 
 
 through all your life inspired, 
 Is spread before your consciousness !" he spoke, 
 
 and left me dazed. 
 My being thrilled, illumined, soared, as step by 
 
 step, I traced 
 Great lives where stimulus was mine! my soul 
 
 with wild joy blazed! 
 
a Cf)il»'0 (©Iimp0e of (Sod 3i 
 
 Too great this realization swept, 
 I bowed my spirit, prayed and wept. 
 
 Then suddenly the scene was gone, — and pierc- 
 ing to the soul. 
 
 Before my quiv'ring being, all the stunted lives 
 lay bare, 
 
 Where blight, or hurt, or evil of my own, had 
 poisoned deep. 
 
 And left a trail of sin, and desolation, and de- 
 spair ! 
 
 No sob, nor sigh, nor sickening moan. 
 The horror, chilled my heart to stone. 
 
 Oh God, Thou hold'st the scales ! 
 
 SUNRISE 
 
 A MUFFLED stillness, power asleep. 
 And hills of inky black ! 
 
 A soft faint flush! 
 
 A burst of gold! 
 The sun sweeps down his track ! 
 
32 a CftilD'g (5limp0e of (goD 
 II 
 
 A heavy weight of dull despair! 
 Then in, kind sorrow stole! 
 
 We long to serve! 
 
 A dart of joy! 
 Breaks sunlight through the soul! 
 
 "AN UNWRITTEN PAGE FOR THE NEW 
 YEAR" 
 
 The sifting snow comes swirling low, 
 All grime and filth is whitened, 
 Now weeping, melting waters flow, 
 Earth's beauty's cleansed and heightened. 
 The sun bursts forth and warms the north, 
 And sets all life to living. 
 A power is freed. Here's sap and seed; 
 Earth's bounty flows ; God's giving. 
 
 Sage Time, the snow which covers woe, 
 
 And healeth all that's tragic, 
 
 Kind Grief, — it's gift a human soul! 
 
 Deep Life, — it's meaning magic ! 
 
 These purify, and Spirit dawns, 
 
 God's Spirit wide reflecting. 
 
 His birth in you, now proves you true. 
 
 With Him, His world protecting. 
 
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 "Great 'peace have they which love THY law: and 
 nothing shall of end them." — Psalms cxix, 165. 
 
 Oh give me calm ! 
 Within this rushing, hasting world. 
 Upon its struggling bosom whirled, 
 
 Calm hold my soul — 
 Thy calm sweep in. 
 
 Oh give me peace ! 
 And when the half-taught, fight and strive, 
 And kill the life that's most alive, 
 
 Peace, quiet heart — 
 Thy peace sink deep. 
 
 Oh give me rest ! 
 When all the body groans in pain. 
 Or when the spirit's tense with strain. 
 
 Sweet rest, come soothe, — 
 Thou gentle balm! 
 
 Come peace, calm, rest! 
 With faith to trust Thy ways are best, 
 And lift me on ! Rest in Thy law — 
 
 Thus comfort draw — 
 For trust is rest. 
 
 Through all my life 
 I feel Thy law; and always know. 
 With wond'ring awe, that can but grow, 
 
 That Thou foresaw ! 
 My Father saw! 
 
34 3 Ci)iID'0 (Slimp0e of (SoD 
 
 TRUST 
 
 Why is all this? 
 
 What is the end? 
 God is now planning my life. 
 
 He understands, 
 
 I only trust, 
 Loving Him fully, I patiently trust; 
 
 Sweetest of love is in trust. 
 
 God never fails — 
 
 Meanings now hid 
 Time will but help us to find: 
 
 Grateful that smoothed 
 
 Blunders may be, 
 Follow I joyfully where I can see. 
 
 Lovingly cling where I'm blind. 
 
 All for the love of my God ! 
 All for the love He bears me! 
 
 YEARNING 
 
 God's heart-strings draw our hearts ; 
 In some mysterious way 
 He binds us to Himself. 
 We, careless, foolish, drift, 
 Then comes a gentle strain, 
 
a CftilD'g (glimpge of (goD 35 
 
 Some power has drawn the strings. 
 We feel, and longings come, 
 We yearn, but vaguely yearn, 
 We know not what we need. 
 We crave now this, now that. 
 Ah, this will satisfy! 
 
 But no, a stronger pull 
 Upon the slender cords 
 Brings pain exquisite forth. 
 That pain is ours and His, 
 And marks a soul in birth. 
 And deeper, deeper still 
 That wondrous yearning glows; 
 "Ah God, what is't we need? 
 What would you that we sought? 
 We render all to Thee." 
 
 Yet tenser still the strings 
 Are stretched, until we weep. 
 "Then prove with will and deeds 
 Professions made, my child!'^ 
 We turn and work, and help, 
 And others soothe ; and work, 
 And ever as we strive 
 We're drawn unto Himself. 
 Ah! now the strings are loosed. 
 Comes trust, and hope, and calm. 
 And love, and light, and peace. 
 Our God and we, are One. 
 
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 GOD'S TROOPERS 
 
 Strengthen my soul, Captain mine ! 
 Oh make me strong, Lord Divine! 
 Keep me in line that shall hold, 
 Lead me with purpose clear, high. 
 Onward I'll march till I die. 
 One of Thy troopers enrolled. 
 Trials I scorn! All is well! 
 Weakness would prove for me, hell! 
 
 Upward, the roads reach the light, 
 Rouse, oh still Spirit, to Might! 
 Soldiers of Right now are we, 
 Hot from Experience' scald. 
 Noble ideals we see — 
 Now as God's troopers we're called! 
 Falter not, doubt not, nor sigh! 
 For the pure Truth live and die ! 
 
 PURPOSE 
 
 Little counts except your purpose. 
 Where are you going, and what's your pur- 
 pose? 
 Headless, heedless, what's your purpose? 
 Fall into line with God ! 
 
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 Oh, how wonderful God's purpose ! 
 Infinite soul with mighty purpose! 
 It vibrates in the winged electrons — 
 It flashes in the forms of crystals — 
 Purpose ! 
 
 It whistles in the winds of winter — 
 It shines clear in the stars of night-time — 
 It whispers where the buds are springing — 
 It chants forth in the thrushes singing — 
 Purpose ! 
 
 It points in baby's tiny fingers — 
 It glows in mind of man majestic — 
 It fires the soul of seer and prophet — 
 Declares itself to zealous mystic — 
 Purpose ! 
 
 All God's universe is tending upward, 
 Toward this mighty, mighty purpose. 
 Growing band with mighty purpose! 
 Lured right onward through God-vision, 
 Marching into perfect freedom. 
 Perfect goodness, greatness, Joy ! 
 
 Fall into line with God ! 
 
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 WORK AND TRUST 
 
 Work, work! 
 
 Trust, trust 1 
 
 To thy highest, be true ! 
 
 Don't fret. 
 
 All's well, 
 
 God is mindful of you. 
 And whether we worry, or whether we weep. 
 Or whether we laugh and are gay. 
 The world rushes onward, the laws all work out, 
 And God holds the yea and the nay. 
 
 Work, work ! 
 
 Trust, trust! 
 
 To thy highest, be true ! 
 
 Hope on. 
 
 Keep brave, 
 
 God is caring for you. 
 Whatever we ought to have, surely will stay. 
 And what we must not have, will go. 
 And all that we need is, to steadily do 
 The wisest, the noblest we know. 
 
 Work, work ! 
 
 Trust, trust! 
 
 To thy highest, be true ! 
 
 Hurt none ! 
 
 Help all! 
 
 God is working through you ! 
 
a Cftirp'g (SUmpge of (Son 39 
 
 GOOD ADVICE 
 OR, THE GOD WITHIN 
 
 I SHOULD think it might be better, little girl, 
 When you've done a thing and know that it is 
 
 wrong. 
 Just to seek the parent kind, and tell it all. 
 And then wash away your tears in mother's 
 
 song. 
 
 And I dream it might be helpful, selfish youth, 
 When you've wounded someone deeply and feel 
 
 dazed. 
 Just to seek the wisest, noblest man you know, 
 Try to rise upon the vision where he gazed. 
 
 So I fancy that it's wiser, reckless man. 
 Having squandered all the substance within 
 
 range. 
 That you rally, halt, redeem, make good and 
 
 learn ; 
 Oh, what matter that the worldly think it 
 
 strange. 
 
 So I gather that it's grander, child of God, 
 When you feel your winged spirit clipped and 
 
 That you open wide the eyes that see with God, 
 He the joyous nearing goal that makes you 
 glad. 
 
40 a CftilD'g <glimp0e of <gon 
 
 God-like vision, brooding over sons of men, 
 Teaching, warning, guiding, loving, lifts the 
 
 clod, 
 You are finding that you are the sons of men, 
 But you're learning that God made you sparks 
 
 of God! 
 
 IN THE HOUR OF NEED 
 
 Ev'ry one's serene 
 When there's nothing wrong. 
 Wheii the crisis comes 
 Can you sing your song? 
 
 That's the only test 
 Of your strength and pow'r. 
 Time is always now. 
 Always, ev'ry hour. 
 
 Meet the present need, 
 Rest a tired heart — 
 Here's a heavy load — 
 Do right here your part. 
 
 Life is in the now. 
 Now are crises run. 
 In the hour of need 
 You can be the one. 
 
a Ci)tlD'0 (glimpge of <goD 4i 
 
 Always equal now, 
 Equal to it then, 
 You will be the man 
 Strong among the men. 
 
 HERE'S TO COURAGE! 
 
 Here's to the health of the noble ! 
 
 Here's to the resolute throng! 
 Pointing the way for the timid ! 
 
 Urging the careless along ! 
 
 Valiant and earnest and manly, 
 
 Strengthened by God and his saints ; 
 
 Fearless of earth and earth's sorrows ! 
 Lifted and pure from earth's taints ! 
 
 Clear-eyed, devoted, far-seeing! 
 
 With spirit that's drawn to the skies ! 
 Unbroken, undampened by trial, 
 
 It soars and it sings as it flies ! 
 
 Here's to the men full of courage ! 
 
 Strong through all Life, Death or Birth, 
 Bared-heads are rising to greet thee — 
 
 God within knoweth thy worth ! 
 
42 a CftilD'0 (5limp0e of (goD 
 
 WE FOLLOW THEE! 
 
 Let us live in the "Swami" idea,l; 
 Let us give ourselves like the true Jesus ; 
 Let us sacrifice self, to be helpful 
 Until only what's kindly will please us. 
 
 Self-control that is perfect means freedom; 
 And the love that is purest out-pouring, 
 Can redeem and lead all to perfection. 
 Breathing comfort and mercy while soaring. 
 
 Oh, we trust Thee forever, our Father, 
 So we joy to respond to THY calling; 
 As we thrill with delight under burdens 
 That no souls trusted, tried, find appalling. 
 
 Thou hast proved us, as chosen disciples — 
 We are burning to help on all right-hood; 
 We are Thine, and our pow'r is prodigious. 
 See us glorified by Divine Knighthood ! 
 
 OURS TO INSPIRE 
 
 Brave sisters, 'tis ours to inspire! 
 
 God help us to do it! 
 With earnestness, trust, we're a-fire! 
 
 We give ourselves to it ! 
 
a Cl)ilD'0 ©Iimp^e of (Sou 4a 
 
 Ours to inspire! 
 Ours to suggest ! 
 Hearts set on fire 
 In deeds expressed ! 
 
 Seeing the good! 
 Righting the wrong! 
 Guiding the weak ! 
 Praising the strong ! 
 
 Helping the shy ! 
 Checking the bold ! 
 Leading the young ! 
 Cheering the old! 
 
 Let all friends say, 
 Through life we trod, 
 Working for men! 
 Working for God ! 
 
 WILLING 
 
 Know, Willing is our greatest pow'r ! 
 
 From thought and wish proceeds, 
 Assures the coming action next 
 
 Materialized in deeds. 
 
44 a CftilD'g (glimpge of <goD 
 
 Opposing spirit's deepest laws, 
 
 'Tis harmful or 'tis nil. 
 All other willing's worse than useless, 
 
 Will to do God's will! 
 
 Then put yourself on Wisdom's side, 
 
 Ally yourself with God — 
 Your burst of pow'r can meet no check 
 
 Sweeps on — a Victor's flood! 
 
 BEST 
 
 With whole-souled, hearty frankness. 
 Go into things with zest, 
 To make the good, still better. 
 And make the better, best ! 
 
 LIBERTY 
 
 Know'st thou freedom? 
 Art thou free? 
 Cans't thou claim 
 Sweet liberty? 
 Ruled by monarch. 
 Ruled by man. 
 
a CfttlO^g (gl{mp0e of (Sod 45 
 
 Work can master, 
 Illness can. 
 
 All conditions 
 State their power; 
 Placing new weights 
 Hour by hour. 
 Rise above them, 
 Feel their meaning. 
 Yet subdue them. 
 Wisdom gleaning 
 From the all-soul. 
 From the spirit. 
 From the heights 
 The gods inhabit. 
 
 Up above earth's 
 Petty things 
 Is a realm where 
 All find wings. 
 Ev'ry cloud and 
 Shadow there 
 Must dissolve 
 In purer air. 
 Gone are fetters. 
 Worries, strife. 
 Found is freedom. 
 Found is life. 
 
46 a Ci)flD'0 (glimpge of (goO 
 
 Leave thy brute-hood, 
 Drop the slave-side, 
 Feel thy courage ! 
 Show thy brave side, 
 Leave the narrow, 
 Grasp the broad side. 
 Through thy man-hood 
 Reach the God-side ! 
 
 NO MEAN THING 
 
 On the river of life 
 
 We intended to course 
 With swift vigorous strokes 
 
 Between delta and source. 
 
 No great aim was too high 
 No large work was too hard. 
 
 Surely nothing could harm us, 
 And naught could retard. 
 
 In the furnace of life 
 
 For pure gold-ore we're smelted ; 
 In slag, left behind 
 
 Cold Ambitions are melted. 
 
3 CftilD'g aiimpge of <goD 47 
 
 And our only desire 
 
 Is that all friends should sing 
 When the spirit has passed, 
 
 "He could do no mean thing." 
 
 AND ALL THAT IS OUR LIFE 
 
 A LARGE round of play and a little hard work, 
 And the soft admonitions when wanting to 
 
 shirk. 
 Then the birds and the blossoms, the toys all 
 
 have charms. 
 And the falling asleep in the dear mother's 
 
 arms. 
 And all that is our life ! 
 
 A glamour of dreams thro' the day-time of 
 
 learning, 
 Buoyancy vaster ideals discerning. 
 A heart full of hurts, but a head full of love. 
 To seek and to find the bewitched turtle-dove. 
 And all that is our life ! 
 
48 a CftilD'g (glimpge of (goO 
 
 An infinite call, and a finite response, 
 
 But rare gleams that commingle and bring the 
 
 response. 
 Then a summons from God, and a rising to 
 
 meet it, 
 A valiant true fight, and a "well-done" to greet 
 
 it. 
 And all that is our life! 
 
 With a mind sane and poised, and a soul strong 
 
 and true, 
 And a sympathy boundless for me and for you ; 
 With the glorious vision, and God ever near, 
 Then the how and the why are so simple and 
 
 clear. 
 And all that is our life! 
 
 THE RICHNESS OF LIFE 
 
 Luring mystery lurks in the soul, 
 Ether's witchery veiling a star ; 
 Winged spirits from Heaven are hid 
 All about us where ever we are. 
 
 There's the delicate maiden-hair fern 
 Drawing life through its frond and its stem. 
 Not the stone, but the source of the light 
 Gives the color and flash to the gem. 
 
g C{)tlO'0 (Slimpge of (goD 49 
 
 So our life, the material part, 
 
 Is a medium which we must use 
 
 To express hidden worlds, hidden realms, 
 
 As through God, and on God, we still muse. 
 
 WAIT 
 
 An angel whispered to my soul, "Wait! 
 
 Thou'rt very far this side thy goal ! Wait ! 
 As yet thy goal thou little knoweth. 
 
 So go thou only where God sheweth! 
 Wait!" 
 
 Lord, help thy little child, unruly. 
 Oh help us to be patient, truly, 
 
 To drop the future, leave the past. 
 
 And live the present — that will last — Wait ! 
 
 A patience learn, to solve each myst'ry 
 
 By calmly scanning age-long hist'ry. 
 
 For what am I, so weak and small? — 
 A single dot among them all ! 
 
 Yet e'en the story of my own life 
 
 Has shown development in each strife, 
 
 And well I know myself to be 
 
 A spirit growing! bound, yet free! 
 
50 a CftilD'g (gltmpge of (SoD 
 
 The greatest rest I yet have found 
 Is seeing that I'm really bound! 
 
 My greatest help that yet shall be 
 In finding that I'm really free! 
 
 I'm free to do — but in His way — 
 
 And zdll can bring the longed-for goal ; 
 
 Then all Eternity is mine! 
 
 And what is dearest to my soul! 
 
 LIVE THE IDEAL! 
 
 How shall we go through this life? 
 
 We'll live the ideal! 
 Seeing it, helps not the strife, 
 
 Let's live the ideal. 
 
 Acting high theories out 
 
 And making them real. 
 
 Resolute ! let who will scout ! 
 We'll live the ideal! 
 
 Two are the pathways on earth 
 
 Where most we need courage — 
 
 Working and loving, from birth 
 Need courage — God's courage! 
 
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 Work must be done with no flaws — 
 
 Embodied ideal! 
 Power Divine, hear our cause! 
 
 And stamp with thy seal! 
 
 Then in our loving we pray 
 
 Thy spirit to follow: 
 These are the things that will stay, 
 
 But all else is hollow. 
 
 Time is eternity's length, 
 
 We'll compromise never; 
 Things all unrealized here 
 
 Have still the forever! 
 
 Helping each man toward his God; 
 Keeping in line with true laws ; 
 Strengthening weakness with will ; 
 Strong enough never to pause ; 
 
 On, with magnificent aim ! 
 
 In helping what's fated — ■ 
 Helping, not forcing, will gain 
 
 A life consecrated! 
 
 God we can trust with our all. 
 
 Still seeking His leaven; 
 What does it mean in the end? 
 
 We leave that to Heaven. 
 
Ill 
 
 A GLIMPSE OF GOD THROUGH NATURE 
 
NATURE 
 
 AT POC ANTIC O 
 
 A TRiLi., and then a quaver, 
 A ripple and a song, 
 
 The mellow note 
 
 Of life afloat. 
 On wing or bough, is borne. 
 
 The klop ! klop ! of the cuckoo ; 
 The purse-proud Bob-o-link ; 
 
 The modest word 
 
 Of Phoebe bird, 
 A-tilt on fern, to drink. 
 
 The thrush, a liquid treble; 
 The squirrel's chat, and shake, 
 
 His rattle spun. 
 
 His battle won. 
 An oriole's awake I 
 
 And down the solid hill-side, 
 The troops of evergreen. 
 
 Come stalking slow 
 
 In stately show 
 
 With grave substantial mien. 
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56 a CftilD'g (glimp0e of (goO 
 
 And creamy chestnuts stand out 
 Like scouts upon the way ; 
 
 And here a clump 
 
 Of maples plump 
 Combat the sun's warm ray. 
 
 A dainty white-birch rivals 
 An elm in graceful pose; 
 
 And each fair tree 
 
 The eye can see 
 Its special beauty shows. 
 And all the grass is dotted, 
 With daisies gold or white ; 
 
 And in the niche 
 
 Near sumach rich, 
 Grow tiger-lilies bright. 
 
 And all the bank is luscious. 
 With berries small and red, 
 
 A gentle breeze 
 
 Just sways the trees 
 And to me softly said — 
 "Come smile, oh, gloomy mortal. 
 All Nature's hearts are light! 
 
 Free breathing, we 
 
 Find liberty. 
 And joyous trust, and right!" 
 
a CftiID'0 &limp$t of (Sod 57 
 
 PLAYGROUND 
 
 Wheue the skies are warm smiling 
 And all sounds give bell clearness, 
 Where the sea is light laughing 
 Over rocks and o'er sand curves, 
 Gardens lavishing richness, 
 Amid languorous perfume, 
 Where the hills call alluring 
 With soft olive gray tinting; 
 Mountains breathe benediction, 
 As they calm us to silence; 
 Where the heart ever dances, 
 And the magic is matchless ; 
 Thou art our Riviera! 
 Joyous mystical land. 
 
 BLOOD-ROOT 
 
 When the little brooks along the stones are 
 tinkling 
 As they sing 
 In early spring — 
 
 Where the Spirit of the wood its still watch 
 keeps, 
 And never sleeps — 
 A white bud peeps! 
 
58 a Cj)iID'0 (SHmp0e of (SoO 
 
 Throwing little covers off — all wreathed in 
 sheaves 
 Of soft brown leaves — 
 The warm bud heaves. 
 
 Kissed by sunshine flooding, in a yellow bar — 
 At zephyr's jar 
 It bursts — a star! 
 
 To the tiny flow'r, were sun and wind and sod 
 
 A magic rod? 
 
 Or only God? 
 See, its heart a lovely star is 1 and its veins flow 
 blood ! 
 
 Welcome little kinsman. 
 
 Little brother bud! 
 
 UNIVERSAL GIVER 
 
 Nature,^ — Universal Giver, — 
 To thirsty men a copious river. 
 Lavish wealth for each new comer 
 Alike in winter as through summer. 
 Poor are rich, with eyes to see 
 Thy beauty, and disciples be. 
 Aristocracy is where? 
 With least as greatest, is thy care. 
 
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 Love out-poured through rain and shine — 
 Thy ways not human but divine — 
 Divinely human, thus divine. 
 
 THE SHOWER 
 
 Fitter, patter, start the rain-drops, 
 
 Whew ! whew ! blows the wind. 
 Then suddenly both of them make a great rout, 
 And battle and jostle each other about; 
 
 Then limp, and limper, just die out. 
 
 THE WIND 
 
 (Childhood) 
 I HAVE known it when it's gentle, when it's 
 
 soothing, when it's soft; 
 Crooning song of Mother Nature to her weary 
 
 little child; 
 
 (Youth) 
 And I've known it when it's melancholy, wailed 
 
 of desolation — 
 Wand'ring souls, no strength of prayer could 
 
 ever rescue, undefiled. 
 
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 (Manhood) 
 Best, I've known it in its tempest bursts of 
 
 majesty and right — 
 It has found its God of courage, and 'twill 
 
 ne'er give up the fight! 
 
 I 
 
 THE DAISY 
 
 Now if I could be a flower, 
 I would be no blossom lazy. 
 But a hardy country beauty. 
 Just a democratic daisy. 
 
 II 
 
 THE ROSE 
 
 "Oh no," cried the delicate rose-bud. 
 Softly curling its petals with scorn. 
 And blushing its pink a bit deeper, 
 "For 'tis I, am on loving hearts, worn!" 
 
a CftilD'g (glimpge of <goD 6i 
 III 
 
 THE LILY 
 
 Where church-bell chimes, the lily sings 
 Of royal love, and mystic scenes, — 
 White emblem of the King of Kings ! 
 She of the flowers, queen of queens. 
 
 IV 
 
 THE SUN-FLOWER TURNS TO THE SUN 
 
 See Thy worshipping sun-flower, 
 Pour Thy light in his heart ; 
 Then his soul will grow golden. 
 For of Thee he's a part. 
 And his mirror Thou art. 
 
 RED, WHITE AND BLUE 
 
 Bitter-sweet and everlasting, 
 With the cedar-berry blue, — 
 This bouquet I love the best! 
 What appeals the most to you? 
 
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 WOODSY 
 
 I LOVE you, lovely hills and wood-lands, 
 Broad rough earth that gives me rest, 
 
 And you, compact and shapely cedar, 
 Stout large oak, with swaying crest. 
 
 O see the dainty trailing sweet-briar! 
 
 Chipmunk, do not spring your rattle, 
 O fear not that I'll harm you, chippy, 
 
 I'm not here to give you battle. 
 
 Now don't tell, chippy, and I'll whisper 
 
 How it is I sit here hidden 
 Upon this warm, still, autumn hill-slope, 
 
 Where you think I am not bidden. 
 
 For I'm a mother also, chippy, 
 
 And I have four little ones 
 I'm hoarding in that house above there. 
 
 Hear the sounds of distant tones ! 
 
 The Father's there, and others helping, 
 Hear the children's voices ring! 
 
 But wouldn't you run off, too, sometimes 
 If to you they always cling? 
 
3 CftilD'g ®limp0e of (SoD 63 
 
 And so, don't wonder that this morning, 
 
 Seizing hat, I ran away 
 Where I could hear symphonic nature ! 
 
 See the mighty tree-tops sway ! 
 
 I can't be always hunting apples, 
 
 Leaves and nuts and winter stuff; 
 
 Now don't you scold me, striped chippy, 
 Or I'll think you're very gruff! 
 
 And for awhile alone with sunshine, 
 
 I will breathe the fresh breeze in, 
 
 Ah, how I glory in this color! 
 Loving nature is no sin. 
 
 Oh, on rumble, old hooting steam-car. 
 Wind behind the hills and fade. 
 
 For you would spoil this lovely dream-land, 
 If your noise much nearer strayed. 
 
 Oh, rustle, oak-trees ! swirl, ye nut-trees ! 
 
 Crickets, locusts, tune your lyres, 
 For I would list to boundless nature. 
 
 Gather strength that never tires ! 
 
 And then I'll go back to my chippies, 
 With a heart refreshed and true. 
 
 With strength from you, dear earth and wood- 
 land, 
 I will thank our God for you. 
 
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 THE CALL OF THE WOOD-NYMPHS 
 
 Drop your work and come and play, 
 For the spirit would away; 
 Budding Nature's tribute pay! 
 Away! Away! 
 
 Frolic with the wood-nymphs gay, 
 See, we dance and float for aye ; 
 Sunny smiles our joys betray. 
 Sing ho ! Sing hey ! 
 
 'Tis the blooming month of May, 
 Sing of youth and not decay; 
 Come, oh come, oh answer yea! 
 We'll take no nay ! 
 
 Swing with sprite and elfin fay, 
 Pipe our merry roundelay, 
 Join us in our holiday ! 
 
 Ah do, we pray! 
 
 THE HEIGHTS 
 
 In this wealth of God's fair country 
 Let us gain the highest hills: 
 Mind and spirit follow upward. 
 And the soul in Godland thrills! 
 
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 LOVELY NATURE 
 
 Would jou rather be a mountain? or a val- 
 ley? or a lake? 
 Be a river? or an island? or the sea? 
 There are parallels in love! 
 Ever larger vistas seek. 
 Ask for God, while you're searching! 
 The completed landscape He ! 
 
 THE SOUL OF NATURE 
 
 When dizzy with the city life 
 
 And, oh, so weary of its streets, 
 
 And deafened with its dinging noise. 
 Or well-nigh stifled with its heats, 
 
 One little spot — you dear old park — 
 I flee to, from deceitful crowds. 
 
 On many little lonely paths 
 
 I roam, and sing, or cry aloud! 
 
 I breath deep breaths. Address the squirrels, 
 Or trees, or birds, or rock, or hill; 
 
 Wish no response but just the voice 
 Of Nature, solemn, calm and still. 
 
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 I love you in your varied moods — 
 
 In every season and out season — 
 
 When trees are green — when trees are nude. 
 Your charm and beauty, — strength and 
 reason. 
 
 But best, in winter, after rain ; 
 
 No greens, no reds, no color scenes. 
 But only blacks and browns so plain. 
 
 Foundations of what Nature means — 
 
 The soppy sod, the gaunt black trunks. 
 
 The clean-cut branch, the naked bush — 
 
 The central core of strength and truth 
 
 Show facts, not frills. In Nature's hush 
 
 These stand before me: as 'mong men 
 
 A crisis passed, friend sees his friend; 
 
 The Superficial of the hour 
 
 Are falPn away. Eternals tower! 
 
 All washed of dross, from cov'ring pure 
 The soul of Nature will endure. 
 
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 JUNE NESTS 
 
 I STARTED down the hill-slope, with my pitcher 
 for the spring, 
 
 I heard a whir, and saw a thrush mount soar- 
 ing on its wing; 
 
 Part hid beneath a shingle old, five flecked 
 white eggs snug lay. 
 
 All cuddled in their grassy nest, beneath the 
 sun's warm ray. 
 
 I longed to show my own young brood, that 
 
 lovely hidden nest. 
 So called my little fledgelings and they showed 
 
 it to the rest. 
 My naughty little girliekin brought visitors a 
 
 score, 
 And once she moved the shingle ! — so the birdie 
 
 came no more. 
 That lovely little cozy nest, deserted by the 
 
 mother, 
 Accuses me, each day I pass! I'll never show 
 
 another ! 
 
 But if you softly follow me, behind a stone- 
 wall near. 
 
 In crotch of silver-maple, there's a sturdy 
 mansion here ! 
 
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 Within its shapely circle are three robin's eggs 
 
 so blue, 
 I will not tell the children. I'm only showing 
 
 you! 
 
 Up there upon the hill-top, twenty paces from 
 
 the wall 
 Is wee-est, finely-woven nest, with three sweet 
 
 birdies small, 
 One tiny egg not yet out-hatched; all huddled 
 
 in together, 
 These naked little birdies are, with scarce a 
 
 trace of feather! 
 
 And near a stone, not far away, I found an 
 
 empty nest. 
 The parents had been faithful, but the young 
 
 had flown, I guessed. 
 
 Dear Father, we're so grateful that we've not 
 
 an empty nest. 
 We robins in Thy vineyard, out upon our 
 
 earthly quest. 
 Protecting Parent, may Thy young in what 
 
 they do or sing. 
 All lovely and all holy, gather joyous 'neath 
 
 Thy wing! 
 
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 JOY, JOY, JOY! 
 
 Joy to be a blossom gay ! 
 Smile, if you're a leaf ! 
 Happy if a happiness 
 Cheery if a grief! 
 
 Joyous if a butterfly ! 
 Jolly if a toad! 
 Radiant if an ecstasy! 
 Cheery if a load! 
 
 Joy to be a sunrise rare! 
 Smile if setting sun ! 
 Cheer, discarded brother, or 
 If the chosen one! 
 
 Glorious a baby new! 
 Happy if a man! 
 Joy to be a part of God! 
 Bound to be — you can ! 
 
 God still holds His world in hand, 
 Don't you know it's true? 
 Joy's in everything for me! 
 Joy's in all for you! 
 
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 LOVE, FAITH AND JOY 
 
 "Every morning seems to say: 
 There's something happy on the way, 
 And God sends love to you !" 
 
 Every evening breathes a prayer, 
 Of gratefulness for your soul's share. 
 Of faith divine, in you! 
 
 O j oy ! Joy bursts the bonds of mind 
 And wings the soul to seek its kind! 
 The joy with God, for you! 
 
 'TIS GOD! 
 
 Ali. earth's verdure deep greening! 
 The wide heavens blue shining! 
 For they wear the corona of love! 
 Who loves them? 'Tis God! 
 
 The soft air is faint fragrant! 
 The June roses are sweet'ning! 
 They have caught the aroma of love! 
 
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 Wild vine tendrils are curling! 
 Wild rose petals are falling! 
 Breezes smile with the archness of love! 
 Who loves them? ^Tis God! 
 
 Golden-hearted the sunset ! 
 Far proclaiming its lover! 
 See its soul sings the vict'ry of love! 
 
 Then idealize the loved-one, 
 For we love when idealizing 
 The ideal is the ecstasy love! 
 
 Who loves them? 'Tis God! 
 
 Do you know what your quest is? 
 Do you see what you're nearing? 
 The ideal of each soul is his God! 
 
 So then love the great Nature! 
 
 All Humanity! Divinity! 
 
 And your love's ever bringing you God! 
 
 He loves you! 'Tis God! 
 
 Adore Him! Your God! 
 
IV 
 
 A GLIMPSE OF GOD THROUGH LOVE 
 AND MARRIAGE 
 
RESERVE 
 
 The. bee selects its blossom, 
 The magnet, true must swerve. 
 The lightning has its pathway. 
 The soul holds its reserve. 
 
 PREPARATION 
 
 Before the storm burst mighty, 
 A stillness subtly awes ; 
 Before great undertakings 
 There comes a timid pause. 
 
 JUSTICE 
 
 Our world needs its goddess of Hope 
 And Love, thy sweet message of light, 
 'But hearts need the aching of "Pain," 
 An Amos, for Justice to smite. 
 
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 HOPE 
 
 Sweet Hope is a winged white cyclamen! 
 
 A fairy-like butterfly dancing! 
 
 A humming-bird daintily poising! 
 
 A breeze whirling leaves in the autumn! 
 
 A gale blowing free in the winter! 
 
 Brave Hope soars to heights that are viewless, 
 
 The hills left, and birds passed, and winds too, 
 
 And old Father Time left a-far off. 
 
 Ah Hope! spirit matchless, heroic. 
 
 Pray smooth thou a brow with thy warm touch, 
 
 And wrap thou a heart, oh, so tender. 
 
 Then sweep thou a soul to its glory ! 
 
 LONGING 
 
 Longing takes us up on wings. 
 
 Images ideal things — 
 
 Charmed, the heart soars up and sings. 
 
 As it clings. 
 All the shackles loose and fall — 
 Duties, worries, burdens, all 
 Vanish, at the mystic call, — 
 
 We're in thrall ! 
 Keep your longings, long for aye. 
 Lighten earth with fairy sky — 
 Visions of the bye-and-bye 
 
 In a sigh ! 
 
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 TRUST 
 
 In proportion as we trust Thee 
 
 Do we Love Thee, deep and true. 
 
 Heaven's standard! Mortal's standard! 
 Flooding earth with spirit new. 
 
 WHAT WAS IT? 
 
 What was it that rested my soul? 
 
 What was it that caused me to sigh? 
 
 What wafted all cares 
 
 Away on the airs, 
 
 With its melody up in the sky? 
 A dream in the throat of a bird. 
 And I heard. 
 
 What was it that caused me to weep? 
 
 That bore me with wings up on high? 
 
 All tearless before, 
 
 I wept all the more 
 
 At the gleam of the love in an eye. 
 A heart in a song without words 
 Like the birds. 
 
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 What was it transfigured the soul? 
 
 And swept all the world in its sea? 
 
 The knowledge of God 
 
 Redeeming the clod 
 
 And lifting the you and the me. 
 In bending all, all to Thy will, 
 "Peace, be still." 
 
 It matters not what is to come, 
 
 I have seen! I have seen the Divine! 
 
 All life hath details. 
 
 But God never fails. 
 
 Forever now Thy will be mine! 
 Sweet songs, loving duties to do. 
 Hold me true. 
 
 BROKEN HEARTS 
 
 My little heart has broken. 
 Has broken many times ! 
 
 Yet mind and spirit rally. 
 And still sing loving chimes. 
 
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 ALWAYS IN LOVE 
 
 Oh why am I always in love? 
 
 The answer is easy to see — 
 
 For God has made lavishly, 
 Souls that are lovely, 
 And made an appreciative me. 
 
 TRUE LOVE 
 
 I 
 
 True love is longing that the loved one 
 Shall obtain just what he would; 
 Effaced the lover, not to move him, 
 Never daring dream we could. 
 
 A spirit link for everlasting! 
 March of fate, breathlessly dear ! 
 Though lone, not lonely, tho' love-fasting. 
 Some hour has struck — a God is near. 
 
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 Though we live in the ideal. 
 Yet to go thro' life love-fasting 
 When we still live in the real; 
 Noble souls their pure love casting 
 
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 May be scanting God and Nature. 
 One deep love proves others fine ! 
 Give yourself, where all is worthy, 
 Love is human — thus divine. 
 
 THE MEANING OF LOVE 
 
 I KNOW now the meaning of love ; 
 How blind was the thing that I gave 
 In earlier feelings of youth ! 
 A love immature it was then, 
 A love more responsible now. 
 
 Ah, that was the rudderless kind, 
 Unsettled, unseeing, it groped. 
 Was fickle ; or wrestling, was lost ; 
 All ready to grow, but O where? 
 Unripe, for the soul was unripe. 
 An Undine was waiting her call. 
 
 And now with Life's lessons, there comes 
 The why of a soul in its growth: — 
 And never to force or impede 
 But let every life slow unfold. 
 
 And if a warm spirit appears 
 Sustaining and soothing and fine, 
 
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 And prays for exchange with your own, 
 
 Congenial in temperament, 
 
 And noble, directing your force. 
 
 And feeling the help that you give, 
 
 There's sanction of God to the plan. 
 
 Then safe is the answer with Him ! 
 
 And Heaven will justify both! 
 
 THROUGH LOVE TO DUTY, THROUGH 
 DUTY TO LOVE 
 
 Love, Life gave me. 
 
 So I took it. 
 
 Love, stern "duty," proved to be. 
 
 Hope's eternal — 
 
 Trust it ever ! 
 
 "Duty," drew me unto thee. 
 
 Does God mean it.'' 
 
 Dare I take it? 
 
 Is this love then all for me? 
 
 Joy eternal! 
 
 Dare I say it? 
 
 Love, then drown me in thy sea! 
 
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 YOUNG LOVE 
 
 Suddenly, there was a mortal, 
 One of many, one for me! 
 Simply sat he there before me. 
 Unasked, unlooked-for, chance-born, he. 
 
 A velvet-soft electric beam shot, 
 Wistful, rev'rent, oh so good! 
 From out the windows of his spirit, 
 Lordly claiming, as love should. 
 
 Yet dragged the months, yes years, of testing 
 Lest we should not obey that text — 
 Wait, elfish god of golden fetters ! 
 God of goodness, solve what next? 
 
 PBAYER 
 
 Only pray Thou solv'st it my way. 
 
 Oh ! my Father, grant me this ! 
 
 Must all mortals wait for heaven 
 
 Ere they find full heavenly bliss? 
 
 Love, warm love, each day renewing 
 
 Human love and human kiss — 
 
 I'll not fail Thee: know Thy child. Lord— 
 
 I'll not serve Thee less, for this. 
 
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 GOD'S MYSTERY 
 
 It is not that I do not trust Thee, 
 
 Only trust is not enough. 
 
 I must be content in trusting, 
 
 Yet content will not bide near 
 
 Till from out the unsolved mystery 
 
 Grow the meanings marching clear. 
 
 When the heart feels All is with it, 
 
 And subtle glamour glorifies, 
 
 Then the mystery clings charming 
 
 As a lens which magnifies. 
 
 But when cold the heart is sinking. 
 
 With just a fluttering hope that frights, 
 
 Ah, the mystery is numbing 
 
 As it stalks through sleepless nights. 
 
 II 
 
 TOO HIGH FOR RIVALRY 
 
 Do you love him, then as I do? 
 And thus loving would resign him? 
 And accept the fate God gives you? 
 Ah, poor girl, my heart is heavy. 
 Sobs for you, and sighs for me. 
 Might one die and end the sorrow! 
 
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 On life's bosom both are hurled. 
 Thus a brave and saddened spirit 
 Struggles lonely through the world. 
 It has been my fate to suffer, 
 Is your anguish, too, as long? 
 Which of us can mount its cry? 
 Take him, dear girl, help him grandly. 
 Seek God's truth through earth and sky. 
 Lord, help Thou Thy weary children, 
 Guide Thou him — we dare not try. 
 
 Ill 
 
 UNION 
 
 Yet were he strong enough to battle 
 With saddened past, toward every truth. 
 Were he nobler than the noblest. 
 Earnest man from zealous youth — 
 And were his love as staunch as truth is, 
 And were his purpose writ as clear. 
 Steadfast, thoughtful, helpful, reverent — 
 Ah, we'd gain, thou comrade near ! 
 Together serve our God and Maker, 
 Together win our brothers on. 
 Do our mite to bring the Kingdom — 
 Hail the consecrated throng. 
 Ring the victory of the highest! 
 Sing the deepest thrilling song! 
 
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 IV 
 
 DESTINY 
 
 A soul is greater than conditions, 
 Essential need is God alone, 
 All the rest are stepping-stones 
 Leading up to spirit realm. 
 Oft men tie themselves to others 
 And neglect the higher life — 
 When the tide sweeps off these others. 
 Heart and spirit close in strife. 
 With groping hands, on bended knees, 
 They seek the rudder on life's seas. 
 Saddened; comforted; Inspired! 
 Incidents are to the soul 
 But the means, and not the end — 
 But the guides, and not the goal. 
 
 IN MY HEART 
 
 There are often times when with thee 
 
 That I doubt not that thee loves me. 
 
 When a flash of restful certainty so soothing 
 
 calms my cares. 
 When I feel that we're united. 
 That thee loves me deeply surely; 
 All the joyousness and wonder of this life the 
 
 other shares. 
 
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 But the're times, too, when we've parted, 
 
 Leaving with me, nascent craving. 
 
 And a disappointed feeling that so much has 
 
 been withheld, 
 That I've given and not gotten; 
 That response is still uneven; 
 Freest spirit, all outpouring, has been scattered 
 
 or been quelled. 
 
 These long years of knowing thee, dear. 
 With their flashing light and darkness. 
 Surely give me all the intuition any woman 
 
 needs. 
 Were thee going to love me, truly, 
 I should think thee'd know it, duly. 
 Or — but is the love that's fathomless, a love 
 
 that slowly feeds? 
 
 And I wonder whether always 
 
 One side loves, loves more, and deeper? 
 
 Is my nature more intense than thine or is 
 
 thine sure but slow? 
 Yet I feel that thine is stronger, 
 Why then does it take thee longer? 
 Could another difF'rent spirit cause in thee a 
 
 nobler glow? 
 
 Yet I think my love's eternal. 
 Asks a less return, if only 
 
a CftilD'g (glimpge of <goD 87 
 
 Sure that it inspires a happiness as great as 
 any could. 
 
 Pray thee, have all care in choosing 
 
 If my winning be thy losing 
 
 Then this love which I bear for thee shall for- 
 ever be withstood. 
 
 For I pray this love shall always 
 
 Make me joy to see thee happy, 
 
 Where, and how, and with whomever it shall 
 
 be thy joy to be. 
 We are both through God unfolding, 
 All that's noble helps in moulding; 
 Trusting Him and someone else, I live in loving 
 
 Him and thee. 
 
 FAREWELL 
 
 Farewell! I scorn to take a love that flows 
 not free! 
 
 No half of heart, or half of wish or will, for 
 me! 
 
 But place your all — exchanged for mine — ^be- 
 fore our God. 
 
 Or ask for nought from me, and leave the way 
 I trod. 
 
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 No outward force demands or asks or begs or 
 
 pleads, 
 Alone a sympathetic whole-souled feeling leads ; 
 Command I not this realm complete and free 
 
 from you? 
 Then leave me mortal here, and seek for souls 
 
 who do. 
 
 A self-surrender longed-for, is the true love- 
 bond, 
 
 For neither life nor death can change that 
 feeling fond. 
 
 THEN TRY ME, LORD! 
 
 Then Try me, Lord, and I'll not shun! 
 Oh help me prove, "Thy will be done." 
 Since Time began, brave feet have trod. 
 The man of men is child of God ! 
 
 Thy child I'll prove, and do Thy will, 
 Tho' lacking earth-love, lonely still. 
 Yet lonely? No! My Guide, with Thee 
 I live in love, a flooding sea! 
 
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 DULL HEARTS 
 
 Oft hearts have times so dull, 
 They neither love nor hate — 
 They play a neutral part — 
 And simply hibernate. 
 
 After great exertion, 
 Bodies need a rest. 
 After deeply thinking, 
 Sweet rest wraps our brain. 
 After ardent loving, 
 Feelings lapse, or wane. 
 
 SPRING 
 
 Out, out to the warm heart of Nature 
 With you, my unselfish strong friend — 
 Joy weaving in brilliantest sunshine 
 Our romance with heavenly end. 
 
 Bright blue the clear skies of our Eden, 
 Italian soft dream-zephyrs fan. 
 Like breath of the pure orange-blossoms 
 Is love that is holy in man. 
 
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 Then here's to the sacred in living! 
 And here's to the sanctified ties ! 
 True love consecrated in Heaven 
 Like righteousness high, never dies! 
 
 Oh swear not, but only God willing 
 In living and loving, there must 
 Between us, mount greater forever 
 Sweet loyalty, love and deep trust. 
 
 I love thee, oh love, how I love thee! 
 If God or your heart said me, no, 
 I love thee so much I'd renounce thee- 
 Still smiling I'd bless thee, and go. 
 
 MATE 
 
 Thy dark beauty enthralls me, 
 Thy bright temper attunes me. 
 All our tastes are close-woven. 
 Thou hast culture and learning. 
 And far seeing, can lead me. 
 Simple charm makes thee winning, 
 Self-control makes thee master. 
 Sweet, thy heart is rest's haven, 
 Yet thy mind urges onward 
 Toward perfection, relentless ; 
 
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 The ideal thy soul sees 
 And no compromise harbors, 
 Thou art my royal hero 
 And "a God," "in the germ!" 
 
 TO MY LOVE 
 
 Our hearts are little thirsty flowers 
 That drink in love like sun and dew. 
 We draw from an exhaustless source, 
 And pour it out on all, or few. 
 
 So though I make my little claim, 
 Thy flashing ray of love for mine, 
 I joy to see love's colors caught 
 From myriad rays of love's sunshine. 
 And bless each soul that gives to thee 
 Invigorating spirit-wine. 
 
 Guard sacred, sources whence love flows. 
 It helps toward all that's sweet and great. 
 All love giv'n thee, is richly mine t 
 And love is life, and love is fate. 
 
 'Tis strange 1 each joys in others' joy ; 
 Each strengthens at some heard-of power; 
 For mystic wires lead currents through 
 A wondrous, interwoven dower. 
 
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 Our hearts are little thirsty flowers 
 That drink in love like sun and dew. 
 I crave sweet love for many souls, 
 But most of all, dear heart, for you! 
 
 TRUST 
 
 My love-mate, thou for whom 
 The soul breathes sigh for sigh. 
 My life-mate linked, whose smiles 
 Dart sunbeams o'er my sky, 
 Before our God, hands-clasped, 
 We'll seek what's true and just: 
 And moulding our high aims 
 Keep perfect mutual trust. 
 
 IMMORTALITY 
 
 Only think how man has striven 
 An eternal place to hold! 
 
 Only think how God has given 
 Immortality three-fold ! 
 
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 For in body, mind, and spirit 
 
 Man can make immortal gains, 
 
 He bequeaths ! He owns ! Inherits ! 
 While his God forever reigns. 
 
 Wisdom says, and spirit echoes 
 
 If you're worthy, do your part, 
 
 In your records, in your children, 
 
 Leave the impress of your heart. 
 
 Naught is lost, and all the effort 
 That you here on earth exert 
 
 Shall live on, begetting effort 
 Animating the inert. 
 
 Monuments of work and spirit 
 
 Stand and testify for you, 
 And you're strong as an immortal 
 
 In your children strong and true. 
 
 Children's children, and their children 
 All proclaim that still you live. 
 
 And the centres of your action 
 
 Spring anew, and impulse give. 
 
 Yet the surest are the children 
 Of the spirit and the mind — 
 
 Ever with your high ideals 
 
 Are these sanctuaries lined. 
 
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 No one else can do your thinking, 
 All the others have their own; 
 
 Give your soul its full expression, 
 Specialize till you are shown ! 
 
 Have you "vanished" ? Then your spirit 
 
 In that land of mystery 
 Right begun, still on is working, 
 
 All from God through history. 
 
 Justifies you in the winning, — 
 
 Insures the end from the beginning. 
 
 So you're storming new-found portals 
 In the lands of the immortals ! 
 
 TO HUSBANDS AND WIVES 
 
 No one is perfect 
 
 And no one complete; 
 How much better than others your lot! 
 
 Pick out the noble traits. 
 
 Herald them proudly. 
 To appreciate that which you've got. 
 
 Never look tearfully, 
 "Disagree cheerfully !" 
 Surely there's much on both sides. 
 
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 Let personality, 
 
 Like a fatality, 
 
 Ebb on and flow on in tides. 
 
 Freest development 
 
 Means love's envelopment 
 Given, not forced, in the end. 
 
 Loosing, is holding one ; 
 
 Trusting, not scolding one — 
 Surely, thus jealousies mend. 
 
 Praising the real, still 
 
 Live your ideal, till 
 Helping the other to join — 
 
 Letting him do it, in 
 
 His way, you're sure to win 
 Spiritual sympathy's coin. 
 
 Loyal forever be! 
 
 Traitors, oh never be ! 
 Leading and loving, from both. 
 
 Light of Creator's plan, 
 
 Slowly revealing man. 
 Asks — consecration in troth. 
 
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 LOVE 
 
 Oh, when I catch his eager step, 
 
 And hear his loving tone, 
 
 The vexing "worries" of the day 
 
 All far away are flown! 
 
 I only feel that he is mine, 
 
 And I his very own! 
 
 I glory in his noble strength. 
 
 And worship at his throne. 
 
 Bend shoulders, with your "burdens," 
 Cry "sorrows," cry your pain! 
 But love, the lord of comforters, 
 But love, our lord, doth reign! 
 
 DEAR HUSBANDS AND WIVES 
 
 Dear Husbands and Wives, these conditions 
 Are not so important at all, 
 Adapt yourself where you now find yourself. 
 Human-soul, that is God's call. 
 
 And if the conditions are wretched, 
 Some lack of control makes the fault. 
 So think now just where you are selfish. 
 And call yourself up with a halt. 
 
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 And how do you use these conditions? 
 For this is the thought you must keep. 
 Oh my, how much worse, too, it might be! 
 Then why in the world do you weep? 
 
 You drunkards, and men who are angry, 
 Insane men, and men who are weak, 
 Consult some true sage, or some doctor, 
 A stronger new self-control seek. 
 
 Strained nerves need a spiritual healer. 
 You're tired; then rest all you can. 
 But keep yourself faithful and loyal! 
 And temperaments can't mar the man! 
 
 Far vision can give you advice. 
 But then it depends upon you, 
 You promised progression together. 
 You said you'd be loyal and true. 
 
 Yes, short separations are good. 
 For any two living together; 
 Remember you two, are the ones. 
 Don't seek them for others, forever. 
 
 You long for more love and more pure. 
 
 This pure you'll get only from God, 
 
 Give pure, you'll get pure, from pure God-ness, 
 
 In God, man, or beast, or the clod. 
 
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 And people are all much alike, 
 
 Other husbands and wives much the same; 
 
 You feel that it only is you? 
 
 No couple should think of that claim. 
 
 No other mate fills expectation, 
 We need souls unselfish and true, 
 Do you find that standard in him? 
 And neither he finds it in you. 
 
 But you'll find it in time in you both. 
 Must try, you must try, you must try! 
 Were't easy, t'were not worth the winning, 
 God calls you! 'Tis joyous to try! 
 
 Remember that far underneath 
 This rough crust is hidden the soul; 
 This soul is a part of God, growing. 
 And bound, in its time, for its goal! 
 
 So turn-to, make over yourselves. 
 You both must develop, take care. 
 And see that no matter what comes. 
 You learn just to bear and forbear. 
 
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 I LOVE YOU 
 
 Our minds are often worlds apart, 
 With difF'ring methods, aims and art, — 
 And yet, and yet, I love you ! 
 
 Our spirits, searching near or far, 
 May question who the perfect are. 
 But still, but still, I love you! 
 
 Our hearts are tender, warm and true, 
 In trust, evolving me and you. 
 And so, and so, I love you! 
 
 Not simply what you do or say, 
 Not solely what you are to-day. 
 My future you, I love you! 
 
 MARRIAGE 
 
 When we marry bodies merely, 
 We marry parts, not wholes ; — 
 The completed perfect marriage. 
 Is the marriage of our souls ! 
 
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 HOW CAN I KEEP YOUR LOVE? HOW 
 CAN YOU KEEP MINE? 
 
 'Tis ever love that leads man on, 
 And love glides after nobler soul; 
 More love and higher is our yearning, 
 At last we find in God our goal. 
 
 I want to keep your love forever? 
 Then I must pure and worthy prove, 
 For only in idealization 
 Lies ecstatic love ! 
 
 Much so-called love is only pity. 
 Compassion, help, unselfish cheer. 
 But radiant love is adoration 
 For one nobler, held more dear. 
 
 If the standard then be lowered. 
 Adoration glides away; 
 Friendly feelings may be given, 
 Ecstatic love can no more stay. 
 
 The soul aspires and must, forever ; 
 High souls draw hearts as sure as fate ! 
 We see a better soul, our heart soars. 
 Sings, and grows to this estate. 
 But then a higher still, is sought for, 
 All unconscious or perceived, 
 
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 For thus we're led up to our God-hood 
 Drawn and lifted and retrieved. 
 
 Ah, you can lift me, you can lead me, 
 By your conduct noble, pure; 
 Each spark of God in you I cherish, 
 Honor, worship, they endure! 
 
 BE RESPONSIBLE, OH MAN ! 
 
 Be responsible, each one ! 
 
 Don't go weakly drifting on! 
 Be a man of God and not a careless boy ! 
 
 Be responsible to self! 
 
 And thus to the God within ! 
 So-called "sacrifice" is really greater Joy! 
 
 Never undertake a thing. 
 
 Unless you swear within your soul, 
 That you'll carry out your part unto the end. 
 
 And then see that this resolve 
 
 Is put full into your work, 
 Ev'ry energy within you toward this bend! 
 
 When you feel temptation strong. 
 And you know that it is wrong. 
 Then just turn about and walk the other way. 
 Choose a course that's noble, high! 
 
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 And stick to it, though you die ! 
 Harken only to what God and conscience say! 
 
 Perfect work and perfect life ! 
 
 Perfect husband ! Perfect wife ! 
 Perfect father, mother, brother, sister, son! 
 
 Hold this thought, and this ideal ! 
 
 For 'tis yours to make it real ! 
 You can do it, for 'tis God who calls you on ! 
 
A GLIMPSE OF GOD THROUGH LOVE 
 AND FRIENDSHIP 
 
HERE'S TO OUR FRIENDS! 
 
 We've homes, and fond hearts, and near kin- 
 dred. 
 Our Maker, we thank Thee who lends. 
 Enduring and strong are these home ties, 
 But, toast-master, here's to our Friends ! 
 
 So held in our dear lines familiar. 
 We truly forgot that we could 
 Say, "Here's to our lovely 'outsiders' " ! 
 Ah, wine of the spirit, how good! 
 
 And into our skies breaks a lightning 
 Astounding, and vividly bright ; 
 Oh, magic ! the circuit is rounded, 
 And heaven high bursts on our sight ! 
 
 To prove us, refresh and inspire us. 
 To walk where high spirits have trod, 
 To light up great reaches of wonder 
 In mounting the pathway to God! 
 
 So after our loves — the home-circle — 
 
 Thou tenderest Parent who sends 
 
 All glory — the gold and the star-light, 
 
 Grant friendship, heroic sweet friends ! 
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106 a Cftiia^g aiimpge of <goO 
 
 THE SYMPHONY 
 
 Ah, there's a face, I once knew well ! — 
 With train of crowding thought; 
 And here's a song, whenever sung, 
 With presence sweet is fraught. 
 
 How many scenes in busy life 
 Bring worlds back, from the past ; 
 Oft bitter-sweet, yet all so sweet ; 
 And somehow, all will last. 
 
 For each new step that life has brought 
 Has meanings of its own. 
 And ev'ry note that rings, through life, 
 Swells large the grand full tone. 
 
 DEEP CALLETH UNTO DEEP 
 
 Held in a fog bank of mystery, 
 
 Each soul dwells alone and apart ; 
 
 Yet in time will it burst its frail curtain, 
 
 Thrilling many another strong heart. 
 
 Soul, wouldst thou fly thy cramped prison? 
 Lo, thy warden with secret keys see! 
 Divine spirit is claiming thy coming. 
 It demands the divine that's in thee. 
 
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 SPIRITUAL LOVE IN FRIENDSHIP 
 
 If our spirits are blended in quest, 
 
 We shall know. 
 If our hearts are a-tune and at rest, 
 
 We shall grow. 
 The wine-of-the-spirit gives zest, — 
 
 Kneel in prayer. 
 If we're living our highest and best, 
 
 God is there. 
 Such sweetness flows in that we're blessed. 
 
 And such power! 
 For true love in hrave work is expressed^ 
 
 From that hour. 
 
 SOULS 
 
 These wonderful limitless things, — 
 Unknown and unmeasured, on wings. 
 How dare I, how dare you, suggest 
 Development? What is the best.?^ 
 
 SPIRIT HELD IN PHYSICAL LEASH 
 
 Ah, how the body yearns 
 For loving rich response, — 
 Like the craving of the drunkard for his 
 draught. 
 
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 A small meed lasts not long, 
 Then comes the quest for more, 
 Only are we satisfied the deeper that we quaffed. 
 
 These misdirected calls 
 Will rob the race of strength. 
 We will squander all the energy in store. 
 
 To escape it, up and act, 
 And help, and be a power. 
 You'll be nobler, you'll be stronger than before. 
 
 GOD'S CLOUD OF WITNESSES 
 
 How can we do a thing that's small, 
 Or drift in careless fashion. 
 Or lie, or steal, or fight at all. 
 Give way to selfish passion! 
 When all the noblest heroes, saints. 
 Loved friends of sweetest living. 
 In heaven's realm are looking on. 
 Beseeching prayers are giving ! 
 
 The noblest part in heart of friend. 
 Is just the God- within him. 
 And this is what we truly love ; 
 God wins us thus — ^we win Him ! 
 
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 Oh, God, that spark in each high soul, 
 
 Thou marvelous fatality! 
 
 Thou grand deep source whence springs all love, 
 
 Thou wondrous personality ! 
 
 Look on our lives ! look on our acts ! 
 And loving us, thus aid us ! 
 We raise our eyes to meet Thy gaze ! 
 We're God-pure, as Thou made us ! 
 
 THE SWEET STORY 
 
 I FEEL as I read the sweet page of saints' lives, 
 How God is now here among men ; 
 He calls to men's souls in His clarion tones ! 
 And all hearts must awake to Him then ! 
 
 I feel that God's love is now touching my heart. 
 And His faith is now thrown around me; 
 The light is too great this full joy to attain; 
 Draw thy blind little children to Thee ! 
 
 But strong, at His knighting, with prayer, we 
 
 may grow. 
 And win that rare j oy of His love ! 
 And if we now zealously serve him below. 
 We'll grow like Him and see Him above! 
 
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 God in you, too, His beautiful place, would 
 
 prepare, 
 Rise glorified, washed and forgiven ! 
 In the beauty of heart of the god-like souls here, 
 God is showing the Kingdom of Heaven ! 
 
 I 
 
 THE SON TO HIS GOD 
 
 Oh, Father, still give Thou me strength, 
 Pour balm in my hungering heart, — 
 Oh, fill me, give comfort and hope. 
 Supply me soul-science, soul-art. 
 
 My spirit moves weary and slow. 
 Could speed to its goal had it power; 
 Commune with me, God, give my mind 
 God-consciousness hour by hour. 
 
 My heart must not tremble, but stand 
 Courageous and steadfast and sweet ; 
 My mind must hold firm to the end. 
 The soul will prove sane and complete. 
 
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 II 
 
 GOD TO HIS SON 
 
 Then rest, little heart of my heart, 
 And then peace, little soul of my soul, 
 Thou hast earned the "well-done," 
 Oh, my consecrate son, 
 And God-consciousness always thy goall 
 
 Thy heart fires all hearts but to serve. 
 
 With thy strength resting broadly on mine ; 
 
 For no human tie could. 
 
 Were it ever so good, 
 
 Thus exalt like the Infinite God ! 
 
 So rest, little heart of my heart, 
 And s6 peace, little soul of my soul, 
 Thou hast earned the "well-done" 
 Oh my strong, steadfast son, — 
 And communion with God is thy goal. 
 
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 GOD NEAR 
 
 May Thy child who once thought Thee 
 
 So far off and above, 
 
 From now on find Thee near, 
 
 Sweet as cooing of dove, 
 
 In his heart feel Thy love ! 
 
 Then no man can annoy, 
 
 For his soul sings with joy ! 
 
 ACTION 
 
 Let Thy child who stood passive, — 
 
 Thinking Thou didst it all, 
 
 Know Thou long'st for his help, — 
 
 That the clarion call 
 
 Is Thy "voice," "still" and "small." 
 
 Let him rise to God-power ! 
 
 'Tis his birth-right, his dower! 
 
 EACH IN HIS PLACE 
 
 For each heart finds its aim — 
 Seeks its destiny real, 
 Is essential as cog 
 In eternity's wheel, 
 
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 Making other hearts feel! 
 
 In succession aspire 1 
 
 Swept on higher and higher ! 
 
 IRRESISTIBLE 
 
 She's the dearest little mortal that I know! 
 All her face with winning sweetness is a-glow, 
 For she opens wide the gates, and let's God 
 show. 
 
 The calm power of her spirit leadeth mine, 
 From her soul her deep enthusiasms shine. 
 Oh! then, who could be resisting the divine? 
 
 So now, all you little maidens 
 
 Who would creep into our hearts, 
 There's a surer way to do it 
 
 Than through "Nature," or through "Arts." 
 Only make yourselves a pathway 
 
 Clear, for God's resistless power. 
 Be assured, that path established. 
 
 You lead legions from that hour. 
 
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 TO MARY K. 
 
 Flitting fancies steal at sight of thee, 
 Mary, dainty bit of glowing porcelain ! 
 Thou hint of pansies, purple, with dark eyes ! 
 A playmate fit for slender dappled fawn. 
 Within an English garden, with elms American ! 
 Whence comes that wondrous fire that bums? 
 Those eyes, so eager, so alert, so true? 
 A holy stillness guards thy potent soul ; 
 Timid, but 'till it hears the clarion call. 
 Then like an arrow to its mark it flies. 
 With purity of thought stripped clean of 
 
 compramise. 
 And all thy will a wealth of rectitude. 
 Oh, thou with quality of soul to which we kneel 
 Be ever guide and lover and our friend. 
 
 ETERNAL LOVE IN FRIENDSHIP 
 
 I MUST not find centre in you? 
 
 But I'm bound to find centre in God! 
 
 'Tis the God in the you that I love, 
 
 Found above, you in God, pure the love ! 
 
 And a love that is larger than matter 
 
 Has reason for being, in soul. 
 
 'Tis a love all in line with God's love. 
 
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 And finding, here's part of my goal, a noble and 
 
 spiritual goal! 
 Then matter's subdued 'neath my feet. 
 Love's safe with our God where we meet ! 
 
 FRIENDSHIP 
 
 Friendship is not food for babes ! 
 It leads us to our God-like goals ; 
 It is not for luxuriant bodies, 
 Friendship is for living souls! 
 
 SOULS' MATES? 
 
 Does each soul have one mate ? I don't know ! 
 I'm inclined to think every soul. 
 With all others, through some of life's flow. 
 Here, or yet on eternity's scroll. 
 Is mated. 
 
 Now with these, now with those, we progress. 
 Any two help each other with power. 
 If but on the same aim, they lay stress. 
 With the emphasis like, ev'ry hour. 
 Thus mated. 
 
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 Here on earth, we must keep perfect faith, 
 Be responsible, in ev'ry place, 
 The hereafter is mine, our God saith, 
 All pure love will be saved to His race! 
 'Tis fated ! 
 
 MARRIAGE MATES 
 
 Marriage may be perfect marriage, 
 Perfect friendship, perfect love; 
 If completed in a life-time. 
 Or complete in heaven above ! 
 
 FRIENDSHIP MATES 
 
 Friendship's never perfect marriage. 
 Found on earth or found above, 
 Friendship is not perfect marriage. 
 Friendship may be perfect love ! 
 Expressed in terms of spirit love ! 
 
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 PERFECT UNIONS 
 
 All relationships are parts of God's great 
 
 whole. 
 May we make each one ideal 
 As a record on the scroll ! 
 There may be perfect union of body, mind and 
 
 soul; 
 Or union be, of only mind and soul. 
 Thus souls'-mates may be marriage-mates, 
 Or friendship-mates remain; 
 Perfect marriage, perfect friendship, too, our 
 
 goal! 
 
 ONLY SPIRITUAL FRUITAGE IN LOFTY 
 FRIENDSHIP 
 
 Friendship purifies of passion, 
 We see large in unselfish fashion. 
 Now the soul soars forth and sings, 
 Wide the gates of spirit flings ! 
 The God within us bursts his bonds ! 
 And mystic powers wield their wands ! 
 Space extends beyond conditions. 
 Lights for us God's lovely visions ! 
 All the future we may see, — 
 Time becomes eternity ! 
 
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 THE DIVINITY OF MAN 
 
 Growing purer, exalted and high, 
 
 Unselfish love never can die. 
 
 It is living and proving heart-histories, 
 
 That make up our lives' deepest mysteries. 
 
 And our love just as full and as free 
 
 As true love can possibly be, 
 
 With space-limits that mankind confine 
 
 Is part of Thy love. Father, Thine. 
 
 More, ever more, give us more ! 
 
 Is the cry of the human soul. 
 
 Limitless, utterly boundless. 
 
 Is the scope of the human goal. 
 
 With this proof that our Soul is Divine 
 
 Must it burst forth and blossom in Thine. 
 
 "Nor man nor nature satisfies whom only God created." 
 Elizabeth Barrett Browning. 
 
 What do all men long for ? 
 Earnestly they search. 
 
 Why is every human heart in nascent state? 
 Yearning, calling, needing ; 
 Always searching, seeking. 
 
 Stepping always onward, but learning still to 
 wait. 
 
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 The "great unrest" is seething: — 
 
 Life's warp and woof have weaving 
 
 To a limitless eternity, from a limitless un- 
 known. 
 
 The universe expanding! 
 
 Is there then no ending? 
 
 Stage on stage we're mounting, and blending 
 with our own. 
 
 Eternal laws are acting. 
 
 In unity compacting, 
 
 Material, mental, moral, or spiritual, the 
 realm, 
 
 The evolution grand and gradual, 
 
 And God's love at the helm ! 
 
 THE SOUL'S SEARCH 
 
 We push the bounds of time, 
 We pierce the bonds of space. 
 Enlarge the realm of thought. 
 And purify the love ! 
 'Tis thus we gain and grow, 
 'Tis thus we blend in God ; 
 We'll never cease enlarging more 
 Our mind and soul in God ! 
 
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 LOVE AND THE MANDATES OF SOUL 
 
 "The waking echo of the heart to the mandates of the 
 riper soul, with the up-looking love inseparable from 
 such secret sympathy." — James Martineau. 
 
 Ah, yes, Love indeed conquers the whole of man- 
 kind — 
 
 And yet, not fleeting passions of immature mind, 
 
 But the passion of passions, when all must con- 
 form. 
 
 For the presence of God sweeps our world like 
 a storm. 
 
 On the chain of those precious gems, known as 
 
 men's souls, 
 With their myriad flashings, like fiery coals, 
 Is the dazzling diamond clasp, — we call God. 
 
 We adore from the first, those who forward have 
 
 trod. 
 And all human the pathway that leads us to 
 
 God. 
 How those souls far ahead hold our hearts in 
 
 their thrall, 
 While the souls just behind are a- waiting our 
 
 call. 
 
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 And these souls that, clear-eyed, draw us on to 
 
 our God 
 Are all shining with halos, of heaven bestowed. 
 Now conviction and purpose are writ on our 
 
 scroll, 
 For our hearts are awake to the mandates of 
 
 soul. 
 
 Comes a sympathy sacred, up-looking the love, 
 For our spirits are bathed in the glory above; 
 See the holy of holies has entered our soul. 
 
 Dare intrude on no sanctity due each young 
 
 soul. 
 As we draw to God, helping; all parts of the 
 
 whole. 
 Ever onward, out-reaching, out-yearning, our 
 
 need. 
 As bud, blossom and fruit are the sequence of 
 
 seed. 
 Till we're deluged, our Father, immersed in the 
 
 flood 
 Of Thy light, and Thy love, and Thy purity, 
 
 God! 
 
VI 
 
 A GLIMPSE OF GOD THROUGH 
 
 RELIGION, OR PHILOSOPHY 
 
 OF RELIGION 
 
JOY FOUND IN RELIGION 
 
 Young I was, and sought for love, 
 Yet love's yearning fire was chilled, 
 Sweet a mystic vision came. 
 With God, my awful dark was filled! 
 
 Then conditions all seemed petty, 
 God and Soul alone remained ! 
 And no matter what the contest. 
 Soul with God-soul was sustained! 
 
 Now my life flowed on serenely, 
 Home and children, love and care. 
 Kinder love for each. More love 
 With God, and hourly Prayer! 
 
 Again, love strove to be unselfish^ 
 And there burst a glowing Joy, — 
 Showed I never found Religion 
 Till I found Religion's Joy! 
 
 Now I yearned for Cosmic Vision ! 
 And I sought God-Consciousness! 
 Worked zmth God, exulted with Him. 
 Joy ! I'd found Man's Happiness! 
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 THE VOICE WITHIN 
 
 At glad sunrise the voice within 
 
 Spake thus, and said, 
 "Oh son, speed forward to a glorious day, 
 The field is yours, the triumph yours, 
 
 And yours the way I" 
 
 At heated dusty noon, the voice 
 
 Spake still, and said, 
 "Oh, son, a steady pace, tho' slower gait, 
 Give up the work for self, and others 
 
 Serve and wait !" 
 
 The sun is low — a gorgeous west, 
 And east, and south. 
 And north. The voice says, "Turn, oh son, 
 
 from self. 
 From others, to your God. The God within, the 
 God throughout, — 
 Oh, everywhere 'tis God!" 
 
 THE SOUL-LIFE IN A PERSONAL GOD 
 
 Each life ascends a mountain slope, 
 Man climbs from foot to crown ; 
 At each new rise a further glimpse 
 Of God's fair world is won. 
 
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 Perhaps we reach a lovely height 
 
 When sunrise fair, 
 
 Or sunset rare, 
 Paints blue and golden-brown ! 
 
 The art that does that tinting 
 
 Is more than mortal hand, 
 
 The brush which thus has gilded, 
 
 To man is magic wand!, 
 
 God's work bursts full upon our gaze ! 
 
 "Where's God?" we say. 
 
 We're looking on 
 His love. His beauty grand ! 
 
 Each heart enfolds its heroes, saints. 
 In time all love grows pure ; 
 The selfish passion and the greed 
 Will work their own best cure. 
 Perhaps we grow thus purified 
 
 At life's far rim. 
 
 When eyes are dim, 
 Or love of angels lures ! 
 
 The heart that does this teaching 
 Has more than human love ! 
 How fond a care is leading! 
 Who wings each tiny dove.^^ 
 
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 Ah, blind our selfish loving, 
 
 For who are we 
 
 Who do not see 
 Love Infinite above ! 
 
 The mind grows strong, with wider grasp 
 From normal youth to age. 
 Associations simple, clear. 
 Lift reason stage by stage. 
 Through these enlarging cycles 
 
 Wise law abides ; 
 
 Life's unified 
 To clear-eyed seer and sage. 
 
 A mind directs our careful thoughts, 
 
 Far-visioned, wise, benign. 
 
 And in this helpful training 
 
 We trace a great design. 
 
 No man conceives so large a plan ! 
 By day, by night. 
 Glows clear God's light, 
 
 Life's law and logic shine! 
 
 Man can't conceive landscapes or men 
 Without great plan of loving mind. 
 To Some-One is this plan attached, 
 God personal we find. 
 
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 God Infinite. And finite, too, 
 
 He shines in me, 
 
 He shines in you. 
 Adored, near, tender, kind! 
 
 A personality fathomless. 
 
 Love, beauty, wisdom, pow'r. 
 
 Ah, this is God! Man's heart, mind, soul 
 
 Delve deep each eon's hour — 
 
 Evolving through eternity, 
 
 Man's soul nears God, 
 
 God's light lifts man, 
 From seed to godlike flower ! 
 
 With mind and heart thus blended true, 
 The soul aspires and grows ; 
 A loving sympathy it gives, 
 A helpfulness it knows. 
 
 Each tired heart 
 
 Can do its part 
 As soul thus joyous glows ! 
 
 And God is calling to this So*ul 
 In tones clear, sweet and strong. 
 The soul soars radiant at the sound! 
 God called him all along! 
 
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 His eyes and heart and mind were blind, 
 
 But now at last 
 
 Has vision burst ! 
 God-conscious, hear his song! 
 
 SONG,— ON TO GOD ! 
 
 Lo, He's marking on the hill-slopes, 
 And He's writing on your soul, 
 So large that you may read it 
 As you're dashing to your goal ! 
 
 Draw your rein, and plant a tear-drop, 
 For 'twill blossom in a smile; 
 Ah, you see your life was shallow? 
 Now 'twill deepen all the while ! 
 
 See the charger that you're riding 
 Has assumed a nobler mien. 
 And you're speeding up to God-hood, 
 Rainbowed hills and vales between. 
 
 Ring, ye steeple-bells, exultant ! 
 Warm all eager hearts abroad. 
 For men joyously are answering 
 The reveille from God ! 
 
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 "WHAT DO I KNOW?" 
 
 Of life, this is the gist: 
 
 Seek truth, and not the sham, 
 
 Be brave, and not a shrinker, 
 
 I know that / exist! 
 
 I think, and so I am. 
 
 For thought doth prove a thinker. 
 
 I'm more than body, more, 
 And more than mind alone, 
 A ''Soui;' but not full-grown! 
 
 A mind's clear thinking, should 
 Trace good things to God's good ; 
 Hearts loving to God's love. 
 And true things to God's truth. 
 
 For Truth, and Love, and Good, 
 
 Imply, the larger source; — 
 
 This logic perfect, sure. 
 
 Points out through God, our course! 
 
 And we are God's long thoughts, 
 
 His thought doth prove He thinks. 
 
 He thinks, and so he is ! 
 
 And evermore I reach 
 
 To know my God, and soul ; 
 
 I try to make these blend ! 
 
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 And all things help to teach 
 That I may find my goal, 
 All perfect, in the end. 
 
 IN HOW MANY WAYS DO I KNOW THE 
 DIVINE? 
 
 In how many ways do I know the Divine? 
 My Father adored, whom I long most to serve ? 
 I know Him by instinct; I find Him by logic; 
 And through mystic visions I long to deserve! 
 Loved luminous visions from which I'll not 
 swerve ! 
 
 First, natural impulse on physical lines ; 
 Then, logic of inference, cold mental realm ; 
 Third, joyous clear spiritual insight gives 
 
 vision 
 
 This universe-ship has our God at its helm! 
 'Tis we help to steer, but our God's at the helm ! 
 
 The natural impulse, the nature of man 
 Is God-ward, is God-ly, aspires to the best ; 
 Thus seeks the ideal benignity, wisdom. 
 And finds it in God who alone is man's quest : 
 Although man oft knows it not, God is man's 
 quest. 
 
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 Man blindly feels unselfish purpose in laws, 
 He sweetens and rises in poise and control, 
 Nobility felt, and then lived-out makes stronger. 
 'Tis truly so natural man's God-growing soul. 
 God's will dawns and grows in man's God-grow- 
 ing soul! 
 
 By logic I know, Le Dieu est parce qu'Il pense, 
 
 I reason God is, for His great thoughts I see; 
 
 The universe purposeful ! throbbing with mean- 
 ing! 
 
 Thus guiding and leading all things which there 
 be, 
 
 Evolving, uplifting all things which we see! 
 
 So intellect strengthens my instinct and impulse, 
 And buttressed about is my knowledge of God. 
 My brain says with sanction, "God then is the 
 
 Unity." 
 Mind stands before the true source of all, awed ! 
 And sees all is logic ! a wholeness ! is awed ! 
 
 Then comes a great vision, bursts brilliant be- 
 fore me — 
 
 Encompassing soul-light; benignant large 
 peace ! 
 
 Such ripe understanding! such knowledge of 
 soul-needs ! 
 
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 Behold my Omnipotent ! Love ne'er to cease ! 
 Light, joy, pow'r and pity, and love ne'er to 
 cease ! 
 
 Vibrations of energy, brilliant-light streaming, 
 Impinge on my body, mind, soul in their sway ; 
 I see God, I feel Him, I know Him, I love Him ; 
 Ah ! how I will serve Him, for this is the way I 
 Now joyous co-working! Ah! this is the way! 
 
 Then find God in self and in man and in nature, 
 
 Hold God up to each as his ultimate soul ! 
 
 A part of this All-ness ! this strong-ness ! this 
 
 sweet-ness ! 
 A perfect part each of his God at the goal! 
 One seeks God direct, and finds God is All-Soul, 
 Vitalizing each part, pervading the whole ! 
 
 I KNOW I'M IMMORTAL 
 
 I KNOW the Divine, so I know I'm immortal. 
 My faith makes me sure that He'll not lose a 
 
 soul; 
 My intellect argues if matter's not lost. 
 Then surely not soul, quite as much, to the 
 
 whole. 
 
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 The form of all matter is changing in cycles, 
 So spirit grows mounting in spirals toward God ! 
 Its pathway, oh, then, we're eternally seeking, — 
 Adoring! Co-working 1 Exultant, and awed! 
 
 We're made individual, do we stay so forever? 
 
 The same individual, loving, beloved? 
 
 Spirit vision informs me those dear ones gone 
 
 forward 
 Who communed with us first, vaguely higher 
 
 have soared. 
 
 They impress us as largely, but wider their in- 
 fluence. 
 
 Too petty, too narrow, too selfish are we ; 
 
 They've cast off their fetters, we hold ours too 
 fondly 
 
 Their perfect communion to know and to see. 
 
 As spirit grows nobler, far-visioned, unselfish, 
 Expanding personality grows like unto God ; 
 Ne'er lost is the loving, the love, or the serving ! 
 But wid'ning its circle with purity broad ! 
 With faith and clear logic the how learn from 
 God! 
 
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 UNSELFISHNESS 
 
 Can you claim to be unselfish? 
 
 Do you sacrifice for others? 
 
 Do you sacrifice for others 'cause you must? 
 
 Or do you love to do it? 
 
 And to give your whole soul to it? 
 
 Do you love to be to people more than just? 
 
 Could you yield yourself up fully? 
 
 After death, submerge your selfhood? 
 
 Merge your selfhood, if 't should prove the 
 
 common call? 
 If step by step we're gaining, 
 In unselfishness attaining, 
 Here may be a step unselfish, for us all. 
 
 EVIL AND FREE-WILL 
 
 Our God, all-wise, all-loving Father, richly ours, 
 The One, the Infinite, Eternal Spirit, Thou, 
 From whom springs man with all his rare 
 
 prophetic powers, 
 How largely Thou dost love him, dost endow ! 
 
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 From Thee — Thy Will — springs all, springs 
 
 matter, spirit, mind, 
 All energy in each of these three realms 
 
 expressed, 
 Earth, tree, and beast and all mankind 
 Evolving grandly upward in eternal quest. 
 
 God stamps each individual, each a unit he, 
 Responsible within his range, henceforth is each, 
 A pow'r within its limits — true democracy — 
 A like condition all the realm of law doth teach. 
 
 And this free-will is free yet bound, is bound 
 
 yet free. 
 And let man do his worst, God's large plans 
 
 shall endure, 
 Man can but check, distort, and thus can Evil 
 
 be, 
 But still in everlasting arms is man secure! 
 
 And God will yet this man, His miscreant son, 
 reclaim. 
 
 Let so-called "evil" rough-shod ride him, bleed- 
 ing, down. 
 
 His God still holds the battered shape, — the 
 goal's the same, 
 
 For God permits the cross, but plans the crown ! 
 
 And just so long as spirit's held in leash, in 
 man. 
 
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 Doth man insist that he is bound, and rests on 
 
 fate, 
 But as man God-ward tends, and doth the 
 
 future scan, 
 There bursts upon him freedom, large ; and j oy , 
 
 so great 
 
 That now, man's will grows God's, God's will 
 
 lights man's. 
 And radiant, more and more toward God, this 
 
 man doth tend ; 
 And all man's zealous effort, his God-conscious 
 
 plans, . 
 Directed are, to make men's souls with God-Soul 
 
 blend. 
 
 As driver keeps control, yet gives the horse 
 rein free, 
 
 Or teacher off'ring choice, still drops sugges- 
 tions wise; 
 
 So God gives freedom, too, as fast as man can 
 see. 
 
 But guards the man while growing, as destined 
 for the skies. 
 
 As when your child comes asking, and ever, more 
 and more, 
 
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 If best, you give, rejoicing; if not, you must 
 withhold, 
 
 Of goods, of love, of truth, from your much 
 larger store. 
 
 So 'tis with God, our Father, a thousand thou- 
 sand-fold ! 
 
 Oh ! God, Thou mystic vision ! Love, with depth 
 
 undreamed ! 
 All light and peace and understanding 'round 
 
 about me ! 
 Ev'rywhere is ev'rything for ev'ryone — it 
 
 streamed — 
 And we may take, if right, from Thee Our 
 
 Boundless Sea! 
 
 THE LOGIC OF INFERENCE 
 
 We now melt at kindness, and marvel at love. 
 What raptures ecstatic must greet us above! 
 
 We dream of the magic and glory of Heaven! 
 Who know of the sunsets and rainbows of 
 Earth! 
 
 Hushed expectancy waits for the myst'ry of 
 
 Death! 
 For us ever awed at the Wonder of Birth ! 
 
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 All men after heroes have loyally trod, 
 
 Ah, how they shall triumph exultant with God! 
 
 WHOLESOME MENTAL FOOD 
 
 I've always loved the saddest poems, 
 And even when a little child, 
 I think they forced reaction healthy. 
 When often melancholy styled. 
 
 But 'tis not well to dwell on sorrow. 
 And stay relaxed in awful doom ; 
 Around the shadow bursts the sunshine, 
 Joy must scatter ev'ry gloom! 
 
 And I believe that wholesome reading, 
 Altho' oft harrowing and sad. 
 Should make you walk up to the hill-top! 
 And leave you true, and strong, and glad ! 
 
 WHAT DO MEN LIVE FOR? 
 
 What do men live for? 
 
 They live to seek God I 
 Are they conscious of this? 
 
 Yes, when aged and broad. 
 
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 First, they seek goods, 
 
 Thinking thus they seek good, 
 Corner'd, weeping, God-conscious, 
 
 Last, joyous, seek God! 
 
 TWO GOOD MEN 
 
 One, 
 
 A peace-maker, one beloved of man. 
 
 For he was a kindly Samaritan : 
 
 Patient, and tender, and tireless, till 
 
 He taught them to strengthen a weaker will. 
 
 Another, 
 
 He fought to better all wrongs he saw, 
 A reformer zealous, he forced a law : 
 Often hated, intrepid still 
 He helped them in spite of their blocking will. 
 
 One loved all men, all men loved him ; 
 
 One loved all men, their hate made him grim ! 
 
 One enlightened them man by man. 
 
 On masses the other's large influence ran. 
 
 Now which was really the lover of man? 
 Both you say, and I hold it's true. 
 
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 Shall we graft the tree? or hack and hew? 
 
 Heart and brain together grown 
 
 Can always do more than either alone. 
 
 MORE LIGHT, MORE LOVE 
 
 I NEED more light, my Father, 
 
 For suddenly I fail; 
 
 Though seeing, mists surround me. 
 
 Intentions seem so frail! 
 
 Melt, oh, melt this haze away. 
 
 Clear, shine clear, oh. Sun, all day! 
 
 Pour me more love, my Father, 
 
 Fill full the Holy Grail; 
 
 That I, in turn, may love more. 
 
 And loving never pale. 
 
 For brooding love for all, I yearn. 
 
 Return, God's love for all, return! 
 
 O WHERE? 
 
 O WHERE is the sympathy longed for? 
 
 where, understanding of heart? — 
 Large and many the lapses of mortals — 
 
 1 seek God, and these fountains all start! 
 
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 You, too, long for sympathy sorely? 
 You, too, understanding of heart? 
 Ah, dear God, let me give to this brother 
 A tender and fatherly part! 
 
 GOD'S WAY 
 
 Whenever need is real, 
 It surely will be met ; 
 Reaction starts a striving. 
 And what man needs, he'll get. 
 
 Let man distort, create a need, 
 God teaches man to meet it ; 
 Until the void is filled, his God 
 Will help the man complete it. 
 
 And whether in a single life. 
 Or whether for a race, 
 God manifests, in each man's soul 
 And in each age and place. 
 
 Be sure you're yearning deeply. 
 To find what God calls light; 
 He'll satisfy completely. 
 He'll show you what is right. 
 
144 a CftilD'g aiimpge of <goD 
 
 But cast off hindrances ! 
 Your prayer intensely true! 
 You must be greatly earnest! 
 Then God will come to you, 
 In stillness shine in you. 
 
 DUTY AND LOVING SERVICE 
 
 I HATE you, duty I 
 You've no heart! 
 Depart ! 
 
 Loving service 
 Here's my hand! 
 Command ! 
 
 DUTY MADE LOVING SERVICE 
 
 Cold duty is crushing! 
 
 Loving service is joyous! 
 To make duty lovely is what I must try. 
 
 I see this so clearly, 
 
 O help me more nearly. 
 To see as God sees, purpose joyous and high! 
 
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 Like Lincoln, scan each man 
 
 With interest kindly, 
 See large possibilities ! Spark of Divine ! 
 
 Give credit! Help onward! 
 
 Awaken the best in him ! 
 There's destined for each soul nobility fine! 
 
 So love The Divine, 
 
 That all service is blissful, 
 Help all of His children, for wide is God's field ! 
 
 Give love, where there's hatred! 
 
 Compassion, for anger ! 
 Ask God how He does this, His love be your 
 shield ! 
 
 DUTY MADE EASILY LOVING SERVICE 
 
 For untold years our poor old world has heard 
 of duty, 
 
 For untold years, though groaning, done its 
 duty well; 
 
 But now the vision of our near and loving 
 Father, 
 
 Shows us radiant heaven for the old and out- 
 worn hell. 
 
 Shows us no more cold and hard and wearing 
 duty, 
 
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 But a chance to do a loving service here, 
 For a loving God we love beyond expression, 
 Whose Love and Joy we hold above all dear. 
 No sacrifice is here when love is pure, unselfish. 
 God and soul are real; conditions are the toy, 
 Our corner is a paradise of regal Vision — 
 No sorrow here ; with God we glory, — all is 
 growth and Joy ! 
 
 MAN IS DIVINE 
 
 Our Father, may we clearly see 
 
 That we, like Thee, may God-like be. 
 
 All love we trace to some heart dear, 
 
 'Tis all from Thee, — love's source; how near 
 
 Must be Thy heart to each child-heart, 
 
 Thy soul the whole, each soul a part. 
 
 Dear God, give me my magic wand, — 
 Of vision far, and wondrous plan, — ■ 
 That I may wield it with such grace 
 That radiant joy takes sorrow's place. 
 That duty, loving service prove. 
 And all my wish, like Thine, be love. 
 
 In every thought and act each day, 
 I have my chance this wand to sway, 
 
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 And uplift find in every pain, 
 
 And turn each hardship into gain. 
 
 With love like Thine my heart shall beat, 
 
 And all the bitter render sweet: 
 
 That all the hard and angry tones 
 
 May melt into Thy purest ones. 
 
 So help each child of Thine to see 
 
 His soul has God-like majesty! 
 
 Each hand in Thine, shall tune its lyre, 
 
 And joy to serve! Each heart on fire! 
 
 Were we a child of royal blood, 
 
 We'd live as every noble should ; 
 
 How true, how pure, how great, how good 
 
 On finding we're a child of God ! 
 
 So through our greater loyalty 
 
 We'll prove our nobler royalty: 
 
 With soul and heart and hand in Thine, 
 
 We'll prove Thou made us ! We're Divine ! 
 
 GOD'S BENIGNITY 
 
 I MARVEL at sight of God's beautiful balance! 
 
 The balance of laws in His plan! 
 
 So arranged as to meet every possible shift' 
 
 ing, — 
 Just mggest§ comprehension to man! 
 
148 a CftilO^g (glimp0e of (SoO 
 
 Altho' it all counts, makes life easy or 
 harder, — 
 
 Whether soiled man's garments, or sodden his 
 sin, — 
 
 God so loves His child, so benign is God's pur- 
 pose, 
 
 Thro* man's god-like nature, God compels man 
 to win! 
 
 GODLIKE 
 
 You and I are godlike in nature. 
 You and I are made of God-grace; 
 Now we see how our free-will aspiring, 
 'Comes God's will ! and heav'n is our place. 
 
 You and I have a godlike nature. 
 
 For we're leavened with God's own soul ; 
 
 We're bound to grow more and more godly 
 
 As time into eons shall roll! 
 
 With our free-will and godlike nature, 
 
 Man's will must be God's will at goal, 
 
 Gray mists rolling off may reveal us 
 
 Perfect parts of a great perfect whole! 
 
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 COME UP TO THE HILLS OF VISION 
 
 Lo, the valley of worry, cold duty and pain 
 Is the place where most people unthinking re- 
 main. 
 
 Ah, we'll try for God- Vision, and climb to the 
 
 heights ! 
 And joy floods our day-times, stretches through 
 
 our dim nights. 
 
 For the vision that's clear, and the thought 
 
 that soars high 
 See the glory and grandeur of God in the sky, — 
 
 Yonder purple and gold is His regal estate ! 
 Streaking sunset with Presence, the hillside 
 His slate. 
 
 From now on, from all selfishness risen above, 
 Strong and tender we'll mount to His vision of 
 love ! 
 
 Yea, the habit of God's loving service we'll don, 
 Opportunity great ever calling us on ! 
 
 Oh, then lead us. Our Father, each day and 
 
 each hour ! 
 Thy love fires our rapt souls, and bursts forth 
 
 with Thy power! 
 
150 a CftilD'g (glimp0e of <gaD 
 
 VISION 
 
 Father, give me vision now, — 
 Soaring mounts my soul to Thee! 
 Here and ev'rywhere art Thou, 
 Where so e'er Thou art, lead mel 
 Till my love like Thine in scope, 
 Touches all in joyous hope! 
 Till my faith like Thine can see 
 All is ever nearing Thee ! 
 Till my joy o'er all shall burst, 
 Wonder-filled, in rev'rence lost! 
 Seeing all Thy marvel wrought! 
 Soul on soul in rapture caught! 
 
 VISION-JOY 
 
 I LONG for far-vision! God-vision! 
 I long to hold firm to this light ! 
 
 'Tis shining! 
 
 I see it! 
 
 Possess me ! Obsess me ! I love Thee ! 
 To serve Thee ! What Joy is in sight I 
 
 Thy helper! 
 
 I'll be it! 
 
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 GOD IS JOY 
 
 From our fulness of heart we pour forth our 
 
 true praise, — 
 All our love finding Thine turns to joy and to 
 
 serve, — 
 See all beautiful nature is singing Thy beauty ! 
 Our hearts like true magnets from Thy heart 
 
 won't swerve! 
 And our minds seeking Thine, much of wisdom 
 
 may master! 
 Our souls with sails set, leap to Thine as our 
 
 goal! 
 Thou art Infinite Loving and Infinite Wisdom! 
 Thou art Infinite Rapture, great Infinite Soul! 
 
 OH, LET THE GOD WITHIN UNFOLD ! 
 
 As lustrous films from God-land come we, 
 
 Will-o-the-wisps, we go astray. 
 
 God's laws of progress lead us onward 
 
 From downward to the upward way. 
 
 Discovering our divine allegiance. 
 
 And Love Divine, this love doth say, — ■ 
 
 Thus constituted individual, I will set this 
 
 soul-light free, 
 'Tis of my love, and through this yearning love, 
 
152 a CftilD'g aiimpge of ®on 
 
 Bach it rmist grow to me! 
 
 Thus shall we evolve, 
 
 Evolving with us in our growth, 
 
 Matter and mind, or energy, 
 
 For into energy are transmuted matter, mind 
 
 and soul. 
 And holy love in time will make 
 Our soul so rare, unselfish. 
 That this unselfishness, 
 This universality, will grow a God. 
 As God, our soul will share with God, 
 In thus creating Intelligent-Divinity, — 
 From all matter and mind, from all energy, 
 Evolved by means of individualized soul-light, — 
 Gods we will create through all eternity 
 Of time and space, and power and love. 
 
 I DON'T THINK I'VE TOLD YOU 
 
 I don't think I've told you. 
 Of half of the great charm, 
 That living with God has for me ! 
 It makes hard times petty, — 
 But everything sacred ; 
 You try it, and then you will see! 
 
 I don't think I've told you 
 Of half of the great joy. 
 
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 That loving with God has for me! 
 It makes me love people, 
 In more the right way, dear. 
 You try it, and then you will see! 
 
 JOY WITH GOD 
 
 Inspired by souls nobler. 
 
 Who onward have trod, 
 Oh my greatest of pleasure. 
 
 Is loving with God! 
 
 Is loving. 
 
 Is serving. 
 
 Is loving with God! 
 
 Helping all the trend upward. 
 
 With self-control shod, 
 O my greatest of happiness — 
 
 Working with God! 
 
 Is working. 
 
 Is planning. 
 
 Is working with God! 
 
 Pouring light in men's souls, 
 Or at toil on the sod. 
 
 Satisfaction of spirit 
 Is vision with God! 
 Is vision, 
 
154 3 CbilD^s! (Slimpse of (©oD 
 
 Is seeing, 
 
 Is vision with God! 
 
 Seeing others illumined, 
 
 And life nobly trod, 
 My highest of ecsts-sy. 
 
 Joying with God ! — 
 
 Is joying, 
 
 Rej oicing. 
 
 Is joying with God! 
 
 And when life shall be over, 
 
 From cradle to sod, 
 Oh, my royalest yearning 
 
 Is going to God ! 
 
 Is goingj 
 
 Is growing, 
 Is going to God ! 
 
 HEAVEN 
 
 'Tis sweet to make Heav'n here on earth 
 This is why God gave us birth; 
 But after loving service here, 
 A sweeter, larger service There ! 
 
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 TO MAMMA* 
 
 Serene and strong and beautiful, 
 
 And serious and kind, 
 All the world would love to claim thee, 
 
 Mother-mine. 
 Thy soul that sees the distant, too, 
 
 Thy balancing of mind 
 We come to thee as justice. 
 
 We are safe in hands of thine. 
 Teach us how to follow after. 
 
 Mother-mine. 
 
 The wee one christened by thee, here, 
 
 And, for thee, in rich love. 
 May she evolve as sweetly 
 
 As she looks to th' hills above. 
 And to thee, our lofty mountain. 
 
 Sunny crowned, with breezes fanned. 
 With noble brow so snowy. 
 
 Standing clear and calm and grand. 
 
 We love thee, lovely mother. 
 
 Show us how to serve thee best. 
 
 Teach us where the world needs helping. 
 Needs comforting, needs rest. 
 
 * Rev. Antoinette Brown Blackwell, D. D. On a 
 family occasion of her eightieth birthday and her 
 christening of her granddaughter. 
 
156 a CftilD'g (glimpge of @oD 
 
 And our ideals, make them 
 
 The simphcity you chose, 
 As our eighty years win onward, 
 
 Give us of thy sweet repose. 
 
 OUR PIONEER 
 
 1911 
 
 This mother of ours, is of eighty-six summers, 
 
 And eighty-six winters, as each of us knows. 
 
 In her eyes see the eighty-six summers are 
 
 dancing. 
 
 And on her clear brow are the eighty-six 
 
 snows. 
 
 A year up in Mars is just two years with us.^* 
 Then mother in Mars would be just forty- 
 three ? 
 
 The loveliest age for all sorts of success ! 
 Not riding, but running an auto, she'd be ! 
 
 More fair than on earth, more young than in 
 Mars, 
 Must be all the souls up in Heav'n I ween. 
 I think we will find if we peep thro' the curtain 
 When Mamma reaches Heav'n, she'll be just 
 sweet sixteen! 
 
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 Then think of the ages of infinite time! 
 
 And think, as still growing, her beautiful 
 soul 1 
 Through milHons of May-times, ah, still we'll 
 adore her. 
 As onward the eons on eons shall roUl 
 
 But the knowing she's with us, makes work 
 
 greatly stronger, 
 
 Her four earthly children still need her I ken I 
 
 Divine Father, long, long may we have her, 
 
 our mother. 
 
 Long, ere at Thy taking, we must say Amen ! 
 
 So speaking or writing, still give of thy wis- 
 dom ! 
 Still plant sturdy trees on thy ocean frontier 1 
 In suffrage parades, or in God's work in pul- 
 pits, ^ 
 Hurrah for our Mother! Our brave pioneer! 
 
 TO PAPA IN HEAVEN * 
 
 "And his children rise up and call him blessed. 
 
 Freed, exalted, Victor thou! 
 Resting in the deeps of love — 
 Peace ! 
 
 * Samuel C. Blackwell. 
 
158 a CftilD'g (Slimpge of <goD 
 
 Nestling on the heart of God — 
 
 Peace ! 
 Buoyed by eternal arms, 
 Rolling off the long, long cares, 
 Saintly spirit know thy home. 
 Peace ! 
 
 TO REV. ROBERT COLLYER 
 
 VALENTINE 
 
 A uon's head! 
 A heart of gold ! 
 Beaming radiance 
 Manifold ! 
 
 Warming sympathy's 
 High-tide ; 
 With generosity 
 Allied! 
 
 A boundless trust! 
 A hopeful goal! 
 A grasp at the roots! 
 A poet's soul ! 
 
 A serene content ! 
 Simple-hearted truth ! 
 A gleam of fun ! 
 An eternal youth ! 
 
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 TO REV. ROBERT COLLYER, D.D. 
 
 ON HIS EIGHTY-FIFTH BIRTHDAY 
 
 Grand old mountain, hoary-headed, 
 Rosy-crowned with sunshine wedded. 
 With a majesty of bearing, 
 Blending human and divine. 
 So rarely human, true divine. 
 
 Large, courageous, tender hero, 
 Forging out our human souls 
 Upon our ringing anvil-hearts. 
 The human heart, 
 Here you grandly do your part. 
 
 At your name, all eyes must brighten. 
 
 Hearts must soften, souls must strengthen. 
 
 And your life thus spreading outward, 
 
 Beaming outward. 
 
 Untold years on earth must lengthen. 
 
 With a dream of sun-lit blossoms, 
 
 Writing with that rugged grace! 
 
 See him sitting calmly, waiting. 
 
 Eager, waiting. 
 
 The divine light on his face! 
 
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 A PRESENCE 
 
 A PRESENCE calmed my mid-night hour, — 
 
 'Twas filled with guarding strength and power. 
 
 Large, benign. 
 
 Grave and kind, 
 
 Leading on toward death's bright flower! 
 
 DEATH 
 
 Death is vision. 
 
 Death is light, 
 
 Death is winning larger sight! 
 
 Death is wisdom. 
 
 Left the toy. 
 
 Death is seeing nobler joy! 
 
 Larger purpose, 
 
 Greater power. 
 
 Purer love is death's sweet dower ! 
 
 Death is lighting 
 
 Loved ones here, — 
 Souls with vision, dry the tear. 
 
 Free me, winged 
 
 Spirit-breath ! 
 At God's signal, take me. Death! 
 
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 GLORY OF DEATH!* 
 
 God in His wisdom, 
 
 God in His mercy, 
 
 God in His loving kindness to all, 
 
 Gathers His weak ones, 
 
 Gathers His frail ones. 
 
 Home at the sound of His tender call! 
 
 These are not our souls. 
 
 These are God's own souls, 
 
 God knows the time when each one shall come 
 
 Out of the God-land sent here below. 
 
 Lent for our growth on. 
 
 Sent for their growth up, 
 
 God knows the time when each one shall go! 
 
 Warmth of divine love, 
 
 Then re-creates them. 
 
 Light of divine joy gives spirit-breath: 
 
 Thus God refreshes. 
 
 Thus are souls lifted, 
 
 Joyous and god-like! Glory of Death! 
 
 Radiant vision, 
 
 Self-love is vanquished. 
 
 Clear-eyed the insight, gold from alloy, 
 
 Real, the ideal, — 
 
 *Read at the cremation of Emily Blackwell, M.D., 
 Boston, 1910. 
 
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 Loving as God loves, 
 
 Serving from loving, blissful God- Joy ! 
 
 Then we will weep not! 
 
 Then we'll be brave hearts! 
 
 Onward our work calls ! Prove love and faith ! 
 
 They are God's helpers, 
 
 Guarding us safe now, 
 
 Joyous their service! Glory of Death! 
 
 Pseans of praise then. 
 
 Let them ring loudly ! 
 
 God gave us birth, and God gives us death! 
 
 Leading us onward. 
 
 Drawing us upward. 
 
 See the realms radiant ! Glory of Death ! 
 
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