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The Shadow of the Cross

AT the drowsy dusk when the shadows creep
From the golden west, where the sunbeams sleep,


An angel mused: "Is there good or ill
In the mad world's heart, since on Calvary's hill


'Round the cross a mid-day twilight fell
That darkened earth and o'ershadowed hell?"


Through the streets of a city the angel sped;
Like an open scroll men's hearts he read.


In a monarch's ear his courtiers lied
And humble faces hid hearts of pride.


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