It is love alone hath power and scope,
To penetrate the heathen mind,
And cause it to expand with faith and hope,
And a nobler ideal find.
Expansion is right, expansion of soul,
And expansion of liberty,
Expansion of love till it gains control,
And all the world’s people are free.
These are the principles that must prevail,
In ev’ry land beneath the sun,
And there’s no more oppression to assail,
Ere the work of love will be done.
FEAR NOT, LORAIN.
The following poem was written at Lorain, O., November, 1897, and published in the “Evening Herald” of that city. It was intended to stimulate the courage of the people, who were gloomy, altho the prospects were good.
Fear not, Lorain, thy future fate
Is not to roll in seas of mud,
A golden key will ope the gate,
A warm spring sun will burst the bud.
Flowers will bloom and scent the air,
Large plants will rise from thy strong soil,
Your solid men and women fair
Reap rich reward for years of toil.
See the halo that lights the sky,
Where flaming fires burn night and day,
Dispelling gloom from ev’ry eye,
And raising hopes that cheer your way.
Rejoice! Be glad! Have doubts no more,
Prepare to greet the coming boom,
Should the town grow a thousand score,
It still could give a million room.