THE BLUE-STEMMED GOLDEN-ROD. 



Because its myriad glimmering plumes 



Like a great army's stir and wave; 

 Because its gold in billows blooms, 



The poor man's barren walks to lave; 

 Because its sun-shaped blossoms show 



How souls receive the light of God, 

 And unto earth give back that glow — 



I thank Him for the Golden-Rod. 



Lucy Larcom. 



