Part 4 (1/2)

Out of the blindness and the night Into clear and constant light.

Out of the weariness and pain Into everlasting gain.

Out of the toil and durance hard Into rest and rich reward.

Out of the doubting and distress Into certain blessedness.

Out of the dusty lanes of care Into pastures green and fair.

Out of the glaring desert sun To shades where cooling waters run.

Out of the din of woe and wrong Into choral waves of song

Out of the dwelling, worn and old, Into the city of pearl and gold.

Where now, O Death, where is thy sting?

Thou art the summons to the King.

O Grave, where is thy victory?

Thou art the gateway to the free!

TO A. H. B.

A ”COMMENCEMENT” GREETING

With Portraits of Eminent Authors

Dear Hallam, with this trifling gift Best wishes now I send thee; Through all thy future life may joy And grace and peace attend thee.

May this the bright beginning be Of days love-crowned and royal; May griefs and faults and foes be few, Friends manifold and loyal.

May gems from authors such as these Store well thy mental coffer, But for thy heart's enrichment please Accept the love I offer.

1882

TO WINNIE

ON HER WEDDING DAY

Stars will s.h.i.+ne on, tho thou art gone, But we shall miss the gleaming Of one bright eye's responsive smile, And love-light softly beaming.

And flowers will bloom,--but we shall miss A fragrance and a beauty That brightened for us here and there The sombre path of duty.