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Important Epoch Changes

The Epoch —and—The Light of Reason Founded by James Allen, 1902Editor Mrs. James Allen Vol. XX. September 1918 No. 9 Will readers kindly notice that after September 1st the address of the Editor will be 86 Temple Fortune Lane, Hendon, London, N. Do not address any letters to Ilfracombe, as…
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To Mrs. James Allen (Poem)

Sept. 1st, 1918. Soul strings eternally vibrateThe glory of the truly great,And here in Heav’n just everythingAround me seems to sing and singYour innovation welcoming! I think the tired City knew,Awaiting, that it wanted you,And I no longer feel surprise,To have desire materialize,I know your dream is coming true!
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Love

There is no death in the world but forgetfulness. Everything that loves, and has loved, meets again.—Giuseppe Mazzini As I wrote the above extract my whole being was overwhelmed with the magnitude of the task l had set myself,—to write an article for the Epoch on the greatest power in…
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To My Mother—and Other Mothers

Mother mine, l have much to tell and words come but charily. My thoughts struggle against any bondage and fight to maintain their freedom. They are timid and cannot subsist in writing. Like the free-born bird languishing in captivity, they wither and fade behind the iron-bars of stately phrases and…
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Friendship (Poem)

Thy friendship! What it means to meNor pen, nor tongue can ever say:Its fragrance makes the shadows flee,And brightens every gloomy day. Its fruit in kindly thought is seenPoured out in letters breathing love,Producing happiness serene,Which must its perfect value prove. How precious is this gift Divine!Which brings such fragrance…
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Ambition and Ideals

The veil of convention which covers so many of the vices and virtues of human society in time of peace, is torn away by the hideous reality of war, and men are revealed as they are. The ordinary culture and restraint which are considered so necessary in the well ordered…
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Heaven (Poem)

We dream of Heav'n, and lo beneath the skies,Close-covering in loveliness the way,We come and go adreaming day by day,The mystery of Heav’n serenely liesUnfolded at the curtain of our eyes, Through circling centuries. Indeed we mayDiscover many things for which we prayFlung all around. Ideals immortalizeIn those beloved features…
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My Teacher—James Allen

He, the Master of whom I write, had his first vision when he was about ten years of age. He was a very delicate boy, and one morning his mother insisted on him remaining in bed and resting. His mind, always so strong and active, was even at that early…
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Great Thoughts

God’s gift was that man should conceive of truthAnd yearn to gain it, catching at mistakeAs midway help till he reach fact indeed. —Robert Browning The wise man must remember that while he is a descendant of the past, he is a parent of the future; and that his thoughts…
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Among the Amranths (Poem)

Dim lies my path, the eve is very still:Kine are reposing in the meadow grass,The nightingale has ceased the poignant thrill,Silent the village street, and no wains pass: far in the WestDay’s last warm shimmer wanes, above the wold Alone stare glistens, like a lamp of gold, O’er earth at…
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William Shepperley, the City Poet

Five or six years ago the newspapers were resounding with the praises of a humble vendor of chocolates whose genius was suddenly brought to the light of day by the famous poet, Stephen Phillips. Mr. Shepperley was photographed by the proprietors of a daily paper, standing by the curbside in…
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At Eventide (Poem)

There is at Eventide,Earth strangely beautified,More real and lovely rising throughThe all-enfolding crimson hue,Suffused with passionate appeal;Great ocean of the love we feelO'erwhelming to the close embrace:—A Soul-enraptured Mother-faceUplifted silently to blessFor us a lingering caress,And earth indeed is beautified,In the holy light of Eventide.
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There is Something More than Patriotism

There is the love of God: but we forgetThat there shall be no other god, and failThe only institution to availA righteous Cause. We do not really yetBelieve that God is LOVE, if we can letThe idols of our reasoning assailHumanity. All obligations paleBefore the understanding of our debtTo HIM.…
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Vision!

The record of the past are full of instances where, in hours of anguish, or time of danger men and women have been encouraged by visions. It is interesting to notice that many of such instances seem to suggest the opening of the eyes to perceive that which was hitherto…
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The Vision

Do you know in my visions of the Halls of Life I have seen an eternal woman, in whose experience there is a struggle in a temple, by an altar, with a large serpent——————!" Extract from a letter I was very tired—tired with a weariness that seemed as old as…
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