And of these stones, or tyrants' thrones, God able is To raise up seed--in thought and deed-- To faithful His. Aye, darkling sense, arise, go hence! Our God is good. False fears are foes--truth tatters those, When understood. Love looseth thee, and lifteth me, Ayont hate's thrall: There Life is light, and wisdom might, And God is All. The centuries break, the earth-bound wake, God's glorified! Who doth His will--His likeness still-- Is satisfied. Pleasant View, Concord, N. H., _January, 1900_.