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ORION<br />

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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