The Changed Cross

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Title:     The Changed Cross
Author: Eugenia Dunlap Potts [More Titles by Potts]

A little gilt-edge volume,
Its covers reddish brown,
It glossy leaves one burden bore,
Without the cross, no crown.

I turned the pages slowly,
The fly-leaf wore a name;
With eyes suffused in quick response,
I noted whence it came.

A tender message bade me
Take up the lowly cross,
For love and mercy's joint decree
Apportions every loss.

"No cross--no crown"--the mandate,
With cruel meaning falls;
The heavy-laden soul shrinks back,
The lonely way appals.

Ah, me! sweet friend, I thank thee;
This little ray of light
Steals o'er the darken'd firmament,
Illuming sorrow's night.

[The end]
Eugenia Dunlap Potts's poem: The Changed Cross

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