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VARIOUS VERSE. THE HILLS OF HOPE.

"What saw you, child, on the hills of ! hope , (Where none may go that be over-wise) That a shining joy fades lingeringly Out of the deeps of your eyesr' " The hills of hope are roses and snow And the glad air of its own self sings, And the dull world hid in the uiiste below Is a gray, forgotten dream of things. And oh, but m ueart was light and gay When I walked on tho hills of hope today." " What saw you, child, on the rainbow hills (Where none may go that be over-wise! That you lay your cold little hand i* mine, With the shadow of fear in your eyes?'* " On the farther side of the rainbow bills Is a forest of dead trees black and bare, * And a river cold as the river of death * And the ghosts of dead joys wander there. And oh, but my heart was sterrified To-day at that cold, dark river-side." " Now, be not afraid, little child, for see The dream is gone, and the warm sunshine Is bright on the paths of every-day» And your hand is clasped in mine." —Charlotte Lowry March in East and West.

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Evening Post, Volume LX, Issue 102, 27 October 1900, Page 2 (Supplement)

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VARIOUS VERSE. THE HILLS OF HOPE. Evening Post, Volume LX, Issue 102, 27 October 1900, Page 2 (Supplement)

VARIOUS VERSE. THE HILLS OF HOPE. Evening Post, Volume LX, Issue 102, 27 October 1900, Page 2 (Supplement)