LOVE.
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So oft I’ve read what poets sang of love,
To feel their joy far years in vain I sought;
At last love came, a cooing little dove;
The joy it brought!
And since the day when I first sipped the wine,
I’ve felt a song I would all men could hear,
Though vainly I have sought for word and rhyme
To make it clear.
To teach this song love only has the power;
To mortal man the door is sealed, though near.
Some day the door will open, you’ll discover
Love’s song and hear.
RIGHT WILL WIN.
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Think not, my friend, if right be crushed to-day,
That violent wrong will ever hold the day;
A noble cause aside the kings may toast,
If it be right, Oh! no, ’tis never lost.
Know ye, the stone the builders first refused,
Was left alone, but at the top was used.
God stopped and called the leper from the cross;
He can not use the haughty and the proud;
From out the stagnant pool He makes to grow
The fragrant water lilies, white as snow.