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The Message

From out the depths of God’s infinities His angel brought this message to me : “Cease, Poor fool, to strive against the fates, and know Tis wasted labour wrestling with a foe So potent and so obdurate as these ! “Take Jife as life is; thus shall come sur-

cease Of weariness and discord. Be at ease. Seek but the Beautiful. . . The rest may go 1” From out the depths,

The sweet voice sounded, fraught with har-

monies Of love supreme, and those last ecstasies ' Which make Heaven’s radiance set my heart aglow, And yet the Quest is fruitless oft, yet

oh, My >oul has found its way to fragrant peace From out the depths !

Frank Morton.

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Southland Times, Issue 14516, 16 December 1899, Page 1 (Supplement)

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The Message Southland Times, Issue 14516, 16 December 1899, Page 1 (Supplement)

The Message Southland Times, Issue 14516, 16 December 1899, Page 1 (Supplement)