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UR earth is full <strong>of</strong> crouching things, and men with shadowed eyes,<br />
Who love their fears and fear their loves, and smother light with lies.<br />
They miss all valiant loveliness with hate <strong>of</strong> pain and scars—<br />
Look up, ye sorry earth-born, to the message <strong>of</strong> the stars!<br />
Coronis sings <strong>of</strong> glory, and deep Sirius <strong>of</strong> faith,<br />
The Pleiades are glamoury, Virgo’s a silver wraith.<br />
From his far height Polaris sends a grave and glorious call—<br />
But the Southern knight Orion is the greatest <strong>of</strong> them all!<br />
Orion, great Orion, with his lordly lifted hand;<br />
He calls across the shimmering blue to those who understand.<br />
His messages are chivalry, and gallantry, and fire,<br />
He is the starry soldier, and the lover <strong>of</strong> the lyre.<br />
‘Oh, little comrade, courage now, and leave your darkling fear;<br />
Your tiny world is rolling still, and you and I are here;<br />
Yea, we will still be laughing when your tiny world is gone,<br />
For you and I are stuff that’s made <strong>of</strong> white fire and gold dawn.”<br />
Our earth is woeful full <strong>of</strong> things that should not dare to be,<br />
And yet there is an open way to beauty high and free;<br />
Oh, seek for valiant loveliness, nor shrink at gallant scars—<br />
Look up, ye blind and fearful, to the glory <strong>of</strong> the stars!<br />
—F.M.L.<br />
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ETERNITY<br />
9[HERE will be a time when you will climb<br />
JL The stairs no more;<br />
There will be a day, when you will say,<br />
I cannot rise.<br />
That time must come, whate’er is done,<br />
The body is laid down<br />
We close the eyes and hear good-byes,<br />
The world is gone.<br />
Beyond that veil, past all travail,<br />
We cannot see.<br />
And so through strife, which is our life,<br />
We come to Thee.<br />
—E.N.B.<br />
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