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SERIORS THOUGHTS.

Tlffi SOUL'S DESIRE

L-*t there ho many windows in your SiV.il) That all the glory of tho Universe . Miy beautify it. SJorJthe narrow pane Of ono poor creed can catch tho radiant wya That shine from countless sources. Tear away The blind of superstition ; lot the light Pour through fair window.", broad as truth itself And high as Heaven. , , , Tumi your ear To all the wordless music of the stars And tfl the voice of nature, unit yonr heart Shall turn to truth Hud gaodncss as Hie plant linn? to t)io 9tni. A thousand unseen hfiuiis Kcndh down t-Q h«-t< yon to their pencecrowuixl heigh In Ami all tlm forces of tho firmament Khali fortify vour strength. B>-- not afraid To thrust aside half-truths and grasp the whole, If th« windows of your soul are dir'y ani Mnuiu'.-i «jth mat tor foreign 10 tliflin, then the world, us you look out < f tho 1 will lie to yon r'iuy and Btreikuri and out of order. Cease your onmplain» ings, however; keep your nwsimism, your ''poor unfortunate me'' to yourself, lest yon het-iiy die fact tha' your wiuduws ar? badly in neeri oi something. But know that yotirF'iend, Who keeps Hs windows e ; eati, that the Eternal Sun may illumine all within, and make v sible all without, —know th-t He live--in a different world fron. your?. Then 20 wash your windows, and instead of longing for some other world you will discover the wonderful beauties of this wotld, and if yon don't find transeendant beauties on every hand hero, the chance are you will never find thorn anywhere, "The poem hangs on tho berry bush When comes the poet's eye," Ah'l the wholo street is a masquerade When Shakespeare passes by." This same Shakespeare, who passing by causes all this coo (motion, is the one «h" puts into the mouth of one of his c nations the words: "The fault, dear 23 uius, is not in cur stars, hut in ourselves that we are underlings." Ard the g eat work of his own life ia right good evidenoe teat he realised full well tl e truth of the f-icts were are considering. Rau-h Walds Trine (F).~

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Waikato Argus, Volume X, Issue 954, 25 May 1901, Page 4

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SERIORS THOUGHTS. Waikato Argus, Volume X, Issue 954, 25 May 1901, Page 4

SERIORS THOUGHTS. Waikato Argus, Volume X, Issue 954, 25 May 1901, Page 4

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