DEDICATION POEM.
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To stay the floods of sin and shame
That sweep from shore to shore;
And furl the banners stained with blood,
'Till war shall be no more.
That sweep from shore to shore;
And furl the banners stained with blood,
'Till war shall be no more.
Blame not the age, nor think it full
Of evil and unrest;
But say of every other age,
"This one shall be the best."
Of evil and unrest;
But say of every other age,
"This one shall be the best."
The age to brighten every path
By sin and sorrow trod;
For loving hearts to usher in
The commonwealth of God.
By sin and sorrow trod;
For loving hearts to usher in
The commonwealth of God.
Dedication Poem
Dedication Poem on the reception of the annex to the home for aged colored people, from the bequest of Mr. Edward T. Parker.
Outcast from her home in Syria
In the lonely, dreary wild;
Heavy hearted, sorrow stricken,
Sat a mother and her child.
In the lonely, dreary wild;
Heavy hearted, sorrow stricken,
Sat a mother and her child.
