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OUR CALVARY, by            
First Line: The tree
Last Line: At this, our calvary.
Subject(s): Calvary

The tree
That fell last year
Knows now just why it fell;
Why came that hell
Of axe and saw, and leaping, clear blue flame.
To the world's uses it was set
In pit, or ship, or polished cabinet,
Or other needs of man.
The spirit of the tree
Knows now the plan
Of that, its agony.

So we,
Fall'n in the mire,
Shall some day surely know
Why life held blow
On blow, and sacrificial fire and knife;
Seeing one stand the firmer for our rout,
Or some brave, laughing ship of youth sail out
The braver for our pain.
So—knowing, seeing—we
Shall smile again
At this, our Calvary.

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