Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The Awakening (OUT of the sleep of earth, with visions rife)

OUT of the sleep of earth, with visions rife
I woke in death's clear morning, full of life ;
And said to God, whose smile made all things bright,
That was an aweful dream I had last night.

1. Assistance
2. Baby Eva
3. Worldly Wisdom
4. At Eleusis
5. The Call (All wantonly in hours of joy)

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