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A pioneer, she blazed a trail of light / Through murky shadows, with a lithesome tread / Unto those forums, where Hope's beams are shed: / Straight through the mighty cordon of the night, / Rapt with a vision, soul-born, clear and bright, / Leaving the South of frigid wrong, she sped / Into the North, where hearts glow warm instead, / A people's tragedy to there recite.
Hope's liquid pipings lift their tender lay, / Morning is waking, flushed with rosy gleam, / Night with its shadow winds with yesterday / Adown the world-way as an inky stream, / Seed time and harvest deftly interplay, / And Life's fruition is its vital dream!