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  CHARLESGIBSON

  TOMUSIC

  \"Music,thelanguage,theatmosphereoftheSoul。\"

  FLYbackwhereMelodieslikeliliesgrow,Mywearyheartisbendinglow;

  Flyhigheryettojoyfulrealmsabove,WhereholyAngelsdwellinlove。

  FlyhigherstillandheartheAngelthrongAndbringtometheirGlory—song:

  AhMusic,thouandIabovetheWorldMaydwellwhereheavenwithshiningsongispearled!

  WhileSunandMoonandalltheplanetsrollI’lllovethee,Music,languageofmysoul!

  Music—larkfromonhigh,songthatdothfly,Sparkofthesky!

  MAUDEGORDON—ROBY

  THEVOICEINTHESONG

  HIGHintheappleboughjauntilyswinging,Hidbythebranchesinbridalarray,Straightfromhisheart,allhislifeinhissinging,Chantsaweebird,lureshismatewithhislay。

  \"Sweet,sweet,mysweet,HearIentreat!

  Say,love,together,thisbrightsunnyweather,Goldofthewestweshallweaveinanest!

  Havenofear!Trustme,dear!

  SunshineofMaythatwillgildeverydayPledgeItotheeifthou’ltharkentome。\"

  Lo!inthelightthro’thegaybranchesstreaming,Quiveringinanswertoallthebirdsings,Warmonabreath,leapsasoulwithlovegleaming,Speedstoitsmateonitsglitteringwings。

  \"Dear,onthybreastEarthyieldsitsbest!

  LoudinthesingingIheardthycallringing,Pleadingandstronginthevoiceofthesong,Whisperlow,—Yes,justso!—

  Softlyrevealingthedepthofthyfeeling,Wordsinwhosefireglowthyloveanddesire。\"

  MARYGERTRUDEHAMILTON

  HYMNSANDANTHEMSSUNGAT

  WELLESLEYCOLLEGE

  I

  MOUNTCARMEL

  WHEREartThou,OmyLord?

  MountCarmelsawthethrongOfpriestsandheardthesong;

  ToBaalwastheircall—

  >Frommorntillnightdidfall。

  WhereartThou,OmyLord?

  AgainMountCarmelheardNotinthespokenword,Notintheearthquake’sshock,Notinthethunderroll,Butintheinmostsoul。

  II

  VESPERHYMN

  Sendpeacefulsleep,OLord,thisnight,Tokeepustillthemorninglight;

  AndletnovisionofalarmComeneartodoThychildrenharmWithinThycirclingarmswelie,OGod,inThineinfinity;

  OursoulsinquietshallabideBesetwithloveoneveryside。

  III

  THISISTHATBREAD

  ThisisthatBreadthatcamedownfromHeaven,hethateatethofthisBreadshallliveforever。

  Breadonwhichangelsfeed,Breadforthespirit’sneedByfaithreceiving,NewlifedoThouimpart,Newstrengthtoeveryheart,PureloveofGodThouartTousbelieving。

  IV

  OSLOWOFHEART

  Oslowofhearttobelieve!OughtChristnottohavesufferedthesethingsandtoenterintoHisGlory?

  Quicken,Lord,myfaintingheart,Touchmyeyesthattheymaysee,LetmeknowTheeasThouart。

  LifeandImmortality。

  V

  ALLHAILTOTHEE,CHILDJESUS

  AllhailtoThee,childJesus!

  AsthebroodingdarknessfliesAttheswiftapproachofday,Sunofrighteousness,arise,Chasethegloomofnightaway。

  GreatPrinceofPeace,cometothineown,AndbuildineveryheartThythrone。

  CometoshedThyhealingbalmOnallnationsoftheearth,ChildJesus,comewithholycalm,Howwehailthywondrousbirth。

  GreatPrinceofPeace,cometoThineown,AndbuildineveryheartThythrone。

  AllhailtoThee,ChildJesus!

  VI

  THEWINE—PRESS

  WhoisthisthatcomesfromEdomInsuchgloriousarray,Withhisfestalgarmentsgleaming,TravellingonhisroyalwayWithafacemajestic,calmandgrave?

  Ithatspeakinrighteousness,mightytosave。

  Whyisthyapparelcrimson,Whyisallthygarments’prideStainedasinthetimeofvintageAndwithblood—red—colordyed?

  BecauseofhelpersIhadnone—

  Ihavetroddenthewine—pressalone。

  VII

  WAKEN,SHEPHERDS!

  (Angels)Hosanna!Hosanna!Hosanna!

  (Shepherds)Waken,Shepherds,waken;

  Whencethisglowinglight?

  Erethedawnofmorning,SolemnsignsofwarningPortentofaffright!

  (Angels)Courage,Shepherds,courage!

  Banishyourdismay,oryeallaresaved。

  InthetownofDavidChristisbornto—day。

  (Shepherds)Harken,Shepherds,harken,Heartheangelssing!

  Jehovahsendsatoken,HehimselfhathspokenToproclaimourKing。

  (Angels)Hasten,Shepherds,hasten,Thisshallbeyoursign;

  Wherethekinearestabled,InamangercradledLiestheChildDivine。

  (Shepherds)Angels,Shepherds,People,andShoutthegladrefrain!

  Angels)JoytoeverynationBringingfullsalvation,Christhascometoreign。

  Hosanna!Hosanna!Hosanna!

  CAROLINEHAZARD

  REUBENROY

  LITTLEfellow,brownwithwind—

  IsawhiminthestreetPeeringatnumbersontheposts,Butmostdiscreet:

  Forwhenawomancameoutdoors,Orslylypeepedinstead,Heturnedaway,tookoffhishat,Andscratchedhishead。

  Iwatchedhimfrommygarden—wallPerhapsanhourormore,Forsomethinginhisattitude,Theclotheshewore,AwokethedimmestmemoriesOfwhenIwasaboyAndknewthestoryofamanNamedReubenRoy。

  ItseemsthatReubenwenttoseaThenighthiswifedecriedThefencehebuiltbeforetheirhouseAnduptheside。

  Hewanteditbutshedidnot,BecauseithidfromviewThespotinwhichhermignonetteAndtulipsgrew。

  Nobodysawhisfaceagain,Buteachyear,unawares,Hesentasumfortaxesdue—

  Andfencerepairs。

  Mycuriosityaroused,IsaunteredforthtoseeWhetherthisindividualWerereallyhe。

  \"Whoareyoulookingfor?\"IaskedHiseyes,liketwobrightpence,Sparkledatmine;andthenhesaid:

  \"Afence。\"

  \"SomebodyburneditHallowe’en,Whenpeoplewereinbed;

  Beforethejudgecouldprosecute,Theculpritfled。\"

  Well,ReubenonlytouchedhishatAndmumbled,\"Thankyou,Sir,\"

  AndaskedmewhereaboutstofindAcarpenter。

  HAROLDCRAWFORDSTEARNS

  COUNTRYROAD

  ICAN’TforgetagauntgreybarnLikeafacewithoutaneyeThatkeptrecurringbyfieldandtarnUnderaCapeCodsky。

  Ican’tforgetawoman’shand,RoughenedandscarredbytoilThatbeckonedclear—eyedchildrentannedBysunandwindandsoil。

  Beautyandhardship,bentandboundUndertheselfsameyoke:

  BabieswithbarekneesplumpandroundAndstoopingwomenfolk。

  MARIELOUISEHERSEY

  WREATHS

  REDwreathsHanginmyneighbor’swindow,Greenwreathsinmyown。

  OnthisdayIlostmyhusband。

  Onthisdayyoulostyourboy。

  OnthisdayChristwasborn。

  Redwreaths,GreenwreathsHanginOurWindowsRedforableedingheart,Greenforgravegrass。

  Mary,motherofJesus,Lookdownandcomfortus。

  Youtooknewpassion;

  Youtooknewpain。

  Comfortus,WhoarenotbridesofGod,NorboreGod。

  OnChristmasdayHangwreaths,Redfornewpain。

  Greenforspentpassion。

  CAROLYNHILLMAN

  MEMPHIS

  WHYshouldIsingofmypresent?Itisnoth—

  ingtomeoryou,RatherI’ddreamofDixieandtieshipsontheoldbayou!

  RatherI’ddreamofmypacketsandthelazyriverdays,RatherI’ddreamofmyleveeandthecrimsonsunsethaze,RatherI’ddreamofmytriumphs,ofthedaysthatarelonggoneby,RatherI’ddreamofflame—tippedstacksagainstasaffronsky,Oflevellawnsoftopaz,oflevelfieldsofjade,Oftheramblingpillaredmansionsthatmyfathers’

  fathersmade!

  WhyshouldIsingofmypresent?Itisnothingtoyouorme,Buttheriverroad,thegreatroad,thehighroadtothesea!

  Aye,thatisworththedreaming,aye,thatwasworththepain。

  Sendmebackmyriver,andIshallwakeagain!

  GORDONMALHERBEHILLMAN

  SAINTCOLUMBKILLE

  COLUMBKILLE!SaintColumbkille!

  Younaughtyman,SaintColumbkille!

  WhydidyouFinnian’sPsaltertakeAndsecretlyacopymake?

  Youknow’twassuchanaughtythingForonedescendedfromakingTolockhimselfintoacell,’Twasfarfromright,—youknewitwell,—

  AndcopyFinnian’sPsalterthrough,Againsthiswillaswellyouknew。

  AndthentothinkacommonbirdShouldfeelsuchshame,thatwhenheheardThebreathingspyoutsideyourdoor,Andfeltyoursainthoodwasnomore,Shouldthroughthecrackattackthespy,Andinaragepluckouthiseye,AsifthatsaintlyIrishcraneWouldhidefromallyourSaintship’sstain。

  IgrievetothinkthatyoudidaddSinuntosin;itistoobad。

  ForFinniancouldnotyoupersuadeToyieldthecopythatyoumade,UntiltheKinginhisbehalfRuled—\"Toeachcowbelongshercalf\":

  AndthenyougrewsomadyousworeOnErin’sfaceyou’dlooknomore。

  AndcrossedtheseathePictstosave,BecauseyousodidmisbehaveTodearSaintFinnian:faith,’twasillForyoutoactso,Columbkille!

  Asaintyouwerenodoubt,nodoubt!

  Whatpity’twasyouwerefoundout!

  Weknowanangel(snoborfool?)

  ToKiaranshowedacommonrule,Anaxe,anauger,andasaw,AndtoldthatsaintitwasthelawOfHeaventhatColumbkilleshouldbeFar,farabovesuchsaintsashe;

  ForColumbkillecontemnedacrown,Whilehethesehomelytoolslaiddown,ToservetheLord,andthattheLordToeachwouldgivehisduereward。

  IwonderifthatangelknewThatChristthesetoolshadlaiddowntoo。

  OColumbkille!OColumbkille!

  Asaintlikeyoumusthavehiswill,ButformyselfI’dratherbeThecommonsinnerthatyouseeThanmakeacraneashamedofme,Andangelstalksuchidiocy。

  E。J。V。HUIGINN

  MISSDOANE

  MISSDoanewassixty,probably;

  SherentedthirdfloorroomThatopenedonanairshaftfullOfcookingsmellsandgloom。

  Sheworkedinphilanthropicman’sWell—knowndepartmentstore;

  Cashieredinbasement,hotandclose,Forfortyyearsormore。

  Eachnightwhenshecamehomeshe’dstandAmomentinthehall,BeforeshewentintoherroomWithlowandtendercall。

  AndoftenIwouldhearhervoiceRepeatachildishprayer;

  Orreadsomeold,oldfairytaleOfPrincess,grandandfair。

  OnenightIwenttovisitherAndspied,inlittlechairAgreatwaxdoll,indaintydress,Andcurlsofflaxenhair。

  Ipraisedthedoll;itsprettiness;

  MissDoanesaid,\"I’malone。

  Shecomfortsme。IwantedsoAchildtocallmyown。\"

  EachnightIheardhersoftlysingAchildishlullaby;

  Butonce,andjustbeforeshedied,Iheardhercryandcry!

  WINIFREDVIRGINIAJACKSON

  FALLENFENCES

  THEwoodsgrewdark;blackshadowsrockedAndIcouldscarcelyseeMywayalongtheoldtoteroad,ThatlonghadseemedtomeTowindonaimlessly;butnowCamefulltolife;therainWouldsoonstrikedown;aheadIsawAclearing,andalaneBetweengray,fallenfencesandWide,grayer,grimstonewalls;

  SogrimandgrayIshrankfromthoughtOfweary,achingspalles。

  OnstonyknollgreataspensswayedAndswunginbrowsingteethOfwind;slim,silveredyearlingsshookAndshiveredunderneath。

  Beyond,someancientoaktreesbentAndwrangledoverroofOfweatherbeatenhouse,andbarnWhosesagbespokenohoof。

  AndivycrawledupeitherendOfhouse,tochimney,whereItlashedinfutileangeratThewindwolvesoftheair。

  Ithoughtthehouseabandoned,andIrantogetinside,WhensuddenlytheoldfrontdoorwasopenedandflungwideAndshestoodthere,withhandonknob,AsIwentswiftlyin,ThenclosedthedoormostsoftlyonThestormandshriekingdin。

  AspaceIstoodandlookedather,Soyoung;’twaspassingstrangeThatfiftyyearsormorehadgoneAndbroughtnonewstyle’schange。

  Thesweetness,daintinessofherInstarchedanddottedgownOfcreamywhiteness,overhoops,Withruffleswindingdown!

  Wehadnotmuchtosay,andyetOfwordsIfeltnolack;

  Hersmilesslippedintodimples,stoppedAmoment,thendroppedback。

  Ifeltherprideofrace;hertasteInsilkenrugandchair,AndquaintlyfashionedfurnitureOfpatternsoldandrare。

  Onwindowsillarosebushstood;

  ’Twasbringingrosetobud;

  Onefullbloomedtherebutyesterday,Droppedpetals,redasblood。

  Quitesoon,sheaskedtobeexcusedForjustamoment,andWentout,returningwithatrayIneitherslenderhand。

  MyglancecouldnotbutlingeronEachthinandlovelycup;

  \"Thiscame,dearthing,fromhome!\"shesighedThewhilesheraiseditup。

  AndwhenthestormwasdoneandI

  Arose,reluctantlyTogo,shetoowasloathtohaveMego,itseemedtome。

  WhenIreachedoldJoeWebber’splace,UpontheCornerRoad,IwentintotheUpperFieldWhereJoe,round—shouldered,hoedPotatoes,cullingthemwithhoeAndpractised,callousedhand,InroundedpilesthatbrownlyglowedUponthefresh—turnedland。

  \"Say,Joe,\"Isaid,\"whoisthatgirlWithbeauty’ssmilingcharm,Thatlivesbeyondthathemlockgrowth,Onthatoldgrown—upfarm?\"

  Joelistened,whileItoldhimwhereI’dbeenthatafternoon,Thenstraightenedfromhishoe,andhummed,Beforehespoke,atune\"TheycumterthetoldplaceterliveSomesixtyyearsago;

  Jestwheretheycumfrom,whotheyware,Wy,noonegottoknow。

  \"An’then,oneday,hehiredHen’sRedrackeran’thegig;

  WeneverheardfromhimnorcouldWetrackthehossorrig。

  \"Henwaited’boutaweek,an’thenHewentterseetheWife;

  Hefoundherinthetsettin’room:

  She’dtakenofherlife。

  \"An’noone’slivedinthethousesence;

  Somesay’tishaunted,—butIain’tnouseferfoolishness,SoallIsay’stut!tut!\"

  WINIFREDVIRGINIAJACKSON

  CROSS—CURRENTS

  THEYwrappedmysoulineiderdown;

  TheyplacedmewarmandsnugIncarvedchair;setmewithcareUponanoldprayerrug。

  TheycasedmyfeetingoldenshoesThathurtattoeandheel;

  Myrestlessfeet,withyouthallfleet,Noraskedhowtheymightfeel。

  AndnowtheywonderwhereIam,Andsearchwithshrill,coldcry;

  ButIcrouchlowwheretallreedsgrow,Andsmileastheypassby!

  WINIFREDVIRGINIAJACKSON

  THEFAREWELL

  WHATismorebeautifulThanthought,soul—fed,ThatImaybethecrimsonofaroseWhendead?

  Mysoul,solightajoyAndgriefwillbe,ThatitwillgentlypressthebrownearthdownOnme。

  WINIFREDVIRGINIAJACKSON

  SONG

  LETmebegreat,asstarsaregreat,Singingoflove,notofhate。

  Loveforsweetandsimplethings,Likecloudsandsea—shellwhisperings,Coolautumnwinds,paledew—kissedflowers,Thincoilsofsmokeandgranitetowers,Snow—cappedmountainpeaksthatflashHighaboveariver’scrash,Shrillsongsofbirdsandchildren’slaughter,SoftgreyshadowstrailingafterSunbeamspritesthatseekthewoodsAndlosethemselvesinsolitudes。

  AlltheseI’lllove,neverhate,Andlovingthem,Iwillbegreat。

  OLIVERJENKINS

  LOVEAUTUMNAL

  MYlovewillcomeinautumn—timeWhenleavesgospinningtothegroundAndwistfulstarsinheavenchimeWiththeleaves’sound。

  Then,weshallwalkthroughdustylanesAndpausebeneathlow—hangingboughs,Andthere,whilesoft—huedbeautyreignsWe’llmakeourvows。

  LetothersseekinspringforsighsWhenloveflamesforthfromeveryseed;

  ButlovethatbloomswhennaturediesIsloveindeed!

  OLIVERJENKINS

  ECHOS

  TRAVELINGatduskthenoisycitystreet,Ilistenedtothenewsboys’stridentcriesOf\"Extra,\"aswithflyingfeet,Theystrovetogainthismanorthat—theirprize。

  Butonetherewaswithneithershoutnorstride,And,havingboughtfromhim,Istoodnearby,Ponderingthecruelcrutchesathisside,Blamingthecrowd’sneglect,andwonderingwhy—

  WhensuddenlyIheardagruffvoicegreetThecripplewith\"Ontimeto—night?\"

  Then,ashehandedoutthesheet,TheYoungster’sanswer—\"You’reallright。

  Myotherreg’larsarealittlelate。

  They’llfindI’mshortonepaperwhentheycome;

  Yousee,astrangeguyboughtoneinthewait,Itho’t’twouldcheerhimup—helookedsoglum!\"

  So,sheepishlyIlaughed,andwentmywayForIhadfoundacity’sheartthatday。

  RUTHLAMBERTJONES

  WARPICTURES

  \"GERMANRetreatFromArras\"

  \"OfficialFilms\"—theycameAfter\"CorinneandHerMinstrels\"

  Hadministeredtofame。

  After\"CorinneandHerMinstrels\"

  Hadpigeon—toedaway,WesawwherebitsofchurchesAndbitsofhorseslay。

  Wesawbleakdesolation;

  Wesawnounscathedtree。

  WeshiveredinourcomfortAndmurmured:\"Canitbe!\"

  Butlater,walkinghomeward,Repeating:\"Isittrue?\"

  WebrushedakhakishoulderAndaskednomore。Weknew!

  RUTHLAMBERTJONES

  ANOLDSONG

  WHENIwasbutayounglad,Andthatislongago,Ithoughtthatlucklovedeveryman,Andtimehisonlyfoe,AndlovewaslikeahawthornbushThatblossomedeveryMay,Andhadbuttochoosehisflower,Forthat’stheyounglad’sway。

  Oh,youth’sathriftlesssquanderer,It’seasycomeandspent,AndheavyisthegoingnowWhereoncethelightfootwent。

  Thehawthornbushputsonitswhite,Thethrostlewhistlesclear,ButSpringcomesonceforeverymanJustonceinalltheyear。

  ARTHURKETCHUM

  ROADSIDEREST

  SUCHquietsleephascometothem!

  TheSpringsandAutumnspass,NordotheyknowifitbesnowOrdaisiesinthegrass。

  AlldaythebirchesbendtohearTheriver’sundertone;

  AcrossthehushaflutingthrushSingseven—songalone。

  Butdowntheirdreamtheredriftsnosound,Thewindsmaysobandstir:

  OnthestillbreastofPeacetheyrestAndtheyaregladofher。

  Theyasknotanygift——theymindNoranyfootthatfares,Unheededlylifepassesby—

  Suchquietsleepistheirs。

  ARTHURKETCHUM

  OLDLIZETTEONSLEEP

  BEDistheboonforme!

  It’swelltobakeandsweep,ButhearthewordofoldLizette:

  It’sbetterthanalltosleep。

  Summerandflowersaregay,Andmorninglightanddew;

  ButagedeyelidslovethedarkWhereneveralightpeepsthrough。

  What!——open—eyed,mydears?

  Thinkingyourheartswillbreak。

  There’snothing,nothing,nothing,Isay,That’sworththelyingawake!

  Ilearneditinmyyouth—

  LoveIwasdreamingof!

  Ilearneditfromtheneedle—workThattooktheplaceoflove。

  IlearneditfromtheyearsAndwhattheybroughtabout;

  >Fromsong,andfromthehillsofjoyWheresorrowsoughtmeout。

  It’sgoodtodreamandturn,Andturnanddream,orfallTocomfortwithmypackofbones,Andknowofnothingatall!

  Yes,neverknowatall!

  Ifprowlersmeworbark,Norwonderifit’sthreeo’clockOrfouro’clockofthedark。

  WhenthelongershadeshavefallenAndthelastwearinessHasbroughtthesweetestgiftoflife,Thelastforgetfulness。

  IfasoundasofoldleavesStirthelastbedIkeep,Thensay,mydears:\"It’soldLizette—

  She’sturninginhersleep!\"

  AGNESLEE

  MOTHERHOOD

  MARY,theChristlongslain,passedsilently。

  FollowingthechildrenjoyouslyastirUnderthecedrusandtheolivetree,Pausingtolettheirlaughterfloattoher。

  Eachvoiceanechoofavoicemoredear,ShesawalittleChristineveryface;

  Whenlo,anotherwoman,glidingnear,Yearnedo’erthetenderlifethatfilledtheplace。

  AndMarysoughtthewoman’shand,andspoke:

  \"Iknowtheenot,yetknowthymemorytossedWithallathousanddreamstheireyesevokeWhobringtotheeachildbelovedandlost。

  \"I,too,haverockedmylittleone,O,Hewasfair!

  Yea,fairerthanthefairestsun,AndlikeitsraysthroughamberspunHissun—brighthair。

  StillIcanseeitshineandshine。\"

  \"Evenso,\"thewomansaid,\"wasmine。\"

  \"Hiswayswereeverdarlingways,\"—

  AndMarysmiled,——

  \"Sosoft,soclinging!GladrelaysOflovewereallHispreciousdays。

  Mylittlechild!

  Myinfinitestar!Mymusicfled!\"

  \"Evensowasmine,\"thewomansaid。

  ThenwhisperedMary:\"Tellme,thou,Ofthine。\"Andshe:

  \"O,minewasrosyasabougBloomingwithroses,sent,somehow,Tobloomforme!

  HisbalmyfingersleftathrillWithinmybreastthatwarmsmestill。\"

  Thengazedshedownsomewilder,darkerhour,Andsaid,whenMaryquestioned,knowingnot,\"Whoartthou,motherofsosweetaflower?\"

  \"IamthemotherofIscariot。\"

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