like a queen,
While glory round about her shone.
“All this,” Love murmured, “is your own.”
And when she gazed with wondering eye,
And questioned whence and where and why,
Love answered thus: “All Heaven is made
By thoughts on earth; your walls were laid,
Year after year, of purest gold;
The beauty of your mind behold
In this fair palace; aye, and more
Waits farther on, so vast your store.
I was not worthy when I died
To take my place here at your side;
I toiled through long and weary years
From lower planes to these high spheres;
And through the love you sent from earth
I have attained a second birth.
Oft when my erring soul would tire
I felt the strength of your desire;
I heard you breathe my name in prayer,
And courage conquered weak despair.
Ah! earth needs heaven, but heaven indeed
Of earth has just as great a need.”

Across the terrace with a bound
There sped a lambkin and a hound
(Dumb comrades of the old earth land)
And fondled her caressing hand.
“YOU LOVED THEM INTO PARADISE,”
Was answered to her questioning eyes;
“You taught them love; love has no end!
Nor does love’s life on form depend.
If there be mortal without love,
He wakes to no new life above.
If love in humbler things exist,
It must through other realms persist
Until all love rays merge in HIM.
Hark!  Hear the heavenly Cherubim!”

Then hushed and awed, with joy so vast
It knew no future and no past,
She stood amidst the radiant throng
That came to swell love’s welcoming song—
This humble soul from earth’s far coast
The center of the heavenly host.

On earth they see her grave and say:
“She lies there till the judgment day;”
Nor dream, so limited their thought,
What miracles by love are wrought.

ELLA WHEELER WILCOX’S AUTOBIOGRAPHY

This is called “The Story of a Literary Career,” wherein Mrs. Wilcox tells the story of her own life.

It is a modest little book, beautifully printed on fine paper, with artistic half-tone pictures of Mrs. Wilcox and her famous home, The Bungalow.  Bound in heavy Old Stratford, printed in two colors.

PRICE, 50 CENTS, POSTPAID

— Published by —

ELIZABETH TOWNE,  -  -  Holyoke, Mass.

THE NAUTILUS

This is Elizabeth Towne’s monthly magazine, of Self-Help, for which Mrs. Wilcox wrote 26 new poems in two years.  Mrs. Wilcox recommends the magazine to her friends.  Also some of Mrs. Towne’s books.  Ask for sample copy of THE NAUTILUS and you will learn about the books.

— ADDRESS —

ELIZABETH TOWNE,  -  -  Holyoke, Mass.

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