| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (18331908). An American Anthology, 17871900. 1900. |
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| 1109. In Teslas Laboratory |
| | | By Robert Underwood Johnson |
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| HERE in the dark what ghostly figures press! | |
| No phantom of the Past, or grim or sad; | |
| No wailing spirit of woe; no spectre, clad | |
| In white and wandering cloud, whose dumb distress | |
| Is that its crime it never may confess; | 5 |
| No shape from the strewn sea; nor they that add | |
| The link of Life and Death,the tearless mad, | |
| That live nor die in dreary nothingness: | |
| But blessed spirits waiting to be born | |
| Thoughts to unlock the fettering chains of Things; | 10 |
| The Better Time; the Universal Good. | |
| Their smile is like the joyous break of morn; | |
| How fair, how near, how wistfully they brood! | |
| Listen! that murmur is of angels wings. | |
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