THY DAYS PASS 



The morning glory of heaven blooms over and 



calls 



The morning glories of earth in a thousand 

 bowers. 



ARTHUR EDWARD WAITE. 

 A Book of Mystery and Vision. 



Vly Garden 



A Garden is a lovesome thing, God wot! 



Rose plot, 



Fringed pool, 



Ferned grot 



The veriest school 



Of peace; and yet the fool 



Contends that God is not 



Not God ! in gardens ! when the eve is cool ! 



Nay, but I have a sign; 



'Tis very sure God walks in mine. 



T. E. BROWN. 



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