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CHARLES GEORGE GORDON:

Killed at Khartoum, Jan. 26, 1885

SONNET

In these wild later days when faith seems dead
And the old Hebrew creed a worn-out thing;
When hope in heaven's eternal righteous King
Seems fading from the earth, despair instead
Filling the hearts of Youth and Age with dread
And crowning Winter and dethroning Spring;
When no man knows what the next morn may bring
While watching sunset flaunt its soulless red;
When grim doubt triumphs, and all hearts wax cold
And weary, yet again was faith new-born
In one man's heart on whom the world's first morn
Still gleamed, with God within the morning's gold:
God, disregarding this deaf century's scorn,
Spake face to face with one man as of old.