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[Written for the Journal]


From the April 1913 issue of The Christian Science Journal

It was but yesterday I lay beside The gate called Beautiful, where entered in A ceaseless, ever changing stream of men; The most to pray, and some perchance to mock. And mine it was to ask an alms of these, Some scant material offering to receive To satisfy material needs,—the while Something within me hungered and cried out Against the seeming emptiness of all.