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About The Golden age. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1906-1915 | View Entire Issue (Nov. 7, 1912)
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WRITE US FOR PLAN TO MAKE CHRISTMAS? MONEY—See Page Seven
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VOLUME EIGHT
NUMBER THIRTY-SEVEN
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ATLANTA, GA., X*’ *a?ER 7, 1912
THE MESSAGE
I saw the first faint star at eve
Come glinting like a glance of God,
I saw a bursting lily weave
Its splendid magic where I trod;
I caught the message, flung on high,
In radiance of astral flame;
I heard the perfumed whisper nigh,
As from the lily’s lips it came.
It spoke to me of Him who made
Each tiny atom through all space;
And while I stood in awe dismayed,
I seemed to see him face to face.
I saw a maiden and a man
Swing idly down a meadow lane;
I heard them speak, hand clasped in hand,
The love that never lived in vain.
I saw a babe upon the breast
Os one holy crowned with motherhood,
And as she crooned it into rest,
She smiled as seraphs only could.
Again the message came to me,
Clear as the star, sweet as the bloom,
Had flashed and whispered, full and free,
God’s wisdom through the evening’s gloom.
O, star! O, lily! man and maid!
O, crooning mother, babe at rest!
In awe and reverence undismayed,
I leaned upon the Father’s breast.
By ARTHUR L. HARDY
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