<h2><SPAN name="page91"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>GUERDON</h2>
<p class="poetry">Upon the white cheek of the Cherub Year<br/>
I saw a tear.<br/>
Alas! I murmured, that the Year should borrow<br/>
So soon a sorrow.<br/>
Just then the sunlight fell with sudden flame:<br/>
The tear became<br/>
A wondrous diamond sparkling in the light—<br/>
A beauteous sight.</p>
<p class="poetry">Upon my soul there fell such woeful loss,<br/>
I said, “The Cross<br/>
Is grievous for a life as young as mine.”<br/>
Just then, like wine,<br/>
God’s sunlight shone from His high Heavens down;<br/>
And lo! a crown<br/>
Gleamed in the place of what I thought a burden—<br/>
My sorrow’s guerdon.</p>
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