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Rh Here Good doth dwell, but never baneful Doubt,

For Love and Loveliness would cast it out.

Were prophet voices still, the heavens brass,

Here would a new Evangel come to pass;

Out from the dark a rose-leaf hand would leap,

Close to the Eternal Throne the ancient world to keep.

ALICE FREEMAN PALMER

"MOTHER OF HEROES"

SARAH BLAKE SHAW