4 JANUARY 1919, Page 13

POETRY.

NEW YEAR PRAYER.

So let me live that all my days Run onwards to unending ways, Since down Time's corridors I see Sure footprints to Eternity; Remembering still that all I do And all I am continues through This world's dark passage, poorly lit, Into the shining Infinite.

May all I suffer, love and learn Light candles in God's House to burn And make a little radiance, bright Even in that undreamed-of Light.

Rrin M. BFDFOIRD.