<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</SPAN></span></p>
<h3><SPAN name="XVI" id="XVI"></SPAN>XVI</h3>
<h3><i>The Message</i></h3>
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<span class="i0">When one has heard the message of the Rose,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">For what faint other calling shall he care?<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Dark broodings turn to find their lonely lair;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The vain world keeps her posturing and pose.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">He, with his crimson secret, which bestows<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Heaven on his heart, to Heaven lifts his prayer,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And knows all glory trembling through the air<br/></span>
<span class="i0">As on triumphal journeying he goes.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">So through green woodlands in the twilight dim,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Led by the faint, pale argent of a star,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">What though to others it is weary night,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Nature holds out her wide, sweet heart to him;<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And, leaning o’er the world’s mysterious bar,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">His soul is great with everlasting light.<br/></span></div>
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