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The Perpetual Servant

The Epoch —and—The Light of Reason Founded by James Allen, 1902Editor Mrs. James Allen Vol. XX. August 1918 No. 8 I sometimes think that we have greatly erred in our conceptions of the character of God. We have placed Him too far away from us. A King to be worshipped—and…
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St. Anthony and Cobbler John (Poem)

In his beautiful work "The Vision Splendid." Anthony the MonkDwelt in the desert sands, alone with God,Beyond remotest ken of other men,And sought, by strictest due to every rite,With prayers and tastings of the eremite,To perfect life and make his soul more white. To Anthony the MonkThere came, upon the…
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The Master Key to the Land of Hearts' Desire

When the late Marshall Mather published his valuable contribution to Ruskinian literature— "John Ruskin: His Life and Teaching"—the criticism was provoked, the justice of which was beyond dispute, that he had approached his subject as devotee, rather than as keen critic and judicial assessor of literary values. Whilst it would…
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Immortality (Poem)

Strange joy is mine when I beholdEternal Life on earth unfold;Mature beneath the golden rays,Of infinite recurring days;To blaze in color from the wings, Of simple unpretending things. And many lovely petals fall,Seem trodden underneath it all:But many vital seeds remain,And fallen flowers come again,And come again eternally—Strange joy is…
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The Unknown Sea (Poem)

A Child's poem to her father in France. An article on "Playing with Children" appeared in the London Times of August 11. Some days later the writer of it received a letter from an officer at the front, enclosing some verses written by his ten-year-old daughter and sent "To Dad…
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The Spirit of Life

It is the spirit that quickeneth.—The Christ To appreciate anything we must enter into the spirit of it. Apart from its spirit a thing is dead, and as a dead thing it is absolutely useless. Only in so far as we are capable of grasping a sense of the essential…
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Omnipresence (Poem)

O spirit now Thy Love DivineEach atom of my being thrills;With Thy All-Power and knowledge mine,I have no consciousness of ills. Great Omnipresence, my whole mindIs at this moment stayed on Thee;Love, Peace and Joy within I find,Now, and thro' all eternity. This wondrous universe by Will,Almighty Being Thou hast…
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A Problem Solved and a Confession

We are our own children. (Pythagoras) It was the idea of my having lived before upon this earth, and of living again upon it in the future, that took hold of my whole nature when the Greater Light dawned upon my soul. This concept of Reincarnation took a great load…
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Out From the Heart

One feature which distinguishes The Epoch from most other journals, indeed from any other journal known to me, is the marked impress of the personality of its Editor which it bears, and especially the expressions of affection to particular correspondents and to the readers in general. Mrs. Allen doubtless knows…
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The Three Teachers (Poem)

Love teaches many things—so sweet his voiceWe learn with joy the lessons that he brings,No burdens weigh us down, nor fears appallWith him beside—Love teaches many things. Grief teaches many things—he leads us farThrough silent deserts where no fountain springsTo quench our thirst; in pain and tears we traceHis lessons…
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The Dawn

A message for children of all ages. The big Grandfather Clock in the hall has just chimed four o’clock, and I suppose the chimes had disturbed me, although we are so accustomed to them. Then a very silly little thrush, one who lives in my garden, began to sing, but…
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Cheerfulness and Optimism

A famous writer, when once asked what he considered to be the most valuable asset in life, promptly replied "Cheerfulness." Much difference of opinion naturally prevails on this question. Many, no doubt, will affirm that knowledge is of more value than anything else, since it enables us to acquire distinction,…
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The Editor's Letter Box

Dear Mrs. Allen, I see my subscription for the two numbers of The Epoch is due. I beg to enclose cheque. There is always something to encourage and inspire in your Magazine, and I am perfectly certain that "out there," or in European countries, or others, where such literature is…
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Re-union (Poem)

Since that drear day that took you from my sight.And left me in a world grown strange and cold,One anchoring thought has made my spirit bold,One star has shed its ray across my night. ’Tis this—that how so e'er I miss the lightOf your dear smile, the pressure of your…
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Review

"There never was in all the history of the world, such a need for devout and earnest men and women; for pure and clean men and women; for upright and strong men and women. There never was such a crying need for loving hearts and kind words and actions. There…
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Love Triumphant (Poem)

Tauler by name, a saint revered,Once met a beggar on the open road,And cheerily greeting him did say:"A good day God give thee, friend!""I thank God," the beggar said,"A bad day I ne’er have had."The aged divine amazed, surprised,Did change the order of his words,And spake again: " A happy…
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The Mystery of Evil

Everyone in some degree is dissatisfied with the world. Such a thing as absolute content is unknown. Stopford Brooke in his "Freedom in the Church of England" very rightly said, "The very definition of Humanity is imperfection laboring to become perfection." We are as dissatisfied with our fellows as we…
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The Law

It is a strange truth, a painful truth that while men are prepared to accept the existence of Physical Law, many are chary of admitting Spiritual Law. We know the law of cause and effect in reference to the body. We visit the physician with our afflictions because we believe…
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A Prayer for Peace (Poem)

Great God, Almighty Power: Now send Thy PeaceTo all the warring nations on this earth:Let gentle thoughts spring up; pity have birth;And Love, the mighty healer, have increase;From anger and unworthy thoughts releaseMen's minds. Grant Thou, Our Father God, true restFrom sanguinary strife: Let there be zestFor all Thy holy…
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Love (Poem)

Ah, Love! conspire with me to lift the weightFrom off men's souls, who on this mortal sphereDo war, heedless of women's, children’s tearAnd agony, with all-consuming hate,Infuse into their souls, insatiate,Thy gentler, sweeter nature: Burn and searThe evil from their hearts: Transpose the fearWhich anger bears: Let love impenetrate.Then shall…
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