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CATHARINE GL A.DSTONE, JUNE 14TH, 1900. Go, faithful heart I

be his again once more ! How brief the space of parting ! Oh, be free, Be glad again, where on the further shore.

He waits to welcome thee.

Mind conquers mind, and wit, a subtle spark, Grows dim, and eloquence is soon forgot, And warriors die, and moulder in the dark, And men remember not.

Thou hadst no thought for greatness ; it was fame Enough for thee if one was reckoned great ; Enough to keep from fiery shafts of blame One head inviolate.

God gave thee love whole-hearted, love to thrill The colder, harder world that girt thee round, A silent speeding ripple, widening still To life's extremest bound.

ARTHUR C. BENSON.