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Geoffrey H. Crump In perfect contrast—like the peace of death

After life's glare—the grandeur of the night.

In empty sky, still tinged with wondrous blue,

The full moon hung, displaying royally

Her cold and naked beauty, as she threw

Her path of silver moonbeams on the sea.

God showed me then, that, if we learn to love

The beauties that He sends us in our day,

More lovely yet will night celestial prove—

The perfect calm of passions passed away.

, November, 1916.

Off St. Helena

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