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CRIMSON BOOKSHELF

Sunrise Trumpets! by Joseph Auslander '17. New York: Harper & Brothers, 1924.

By Le BARON Russell briggs,

The Return

When the last hearth fire drowses to the drone

Of an embered blow, I shall be standing there

In the warm shadow close behind your chair

Where the grave depth of quiet takes a tone

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Of deeper, graver quiet from your own:

And should you feel a tenderness on your hair,

And on your eyes the hovering breath of prayer,

Be not afraid and make no startled moan.

For it is only that I am returned

To look on you and, love you out of pain,

And it is but my hand on you again,

My blessing even through the darkness burned;

And should you feel the nearness of a tear

Over your lips, known that my lips are near.

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