TRUTH, like the diamond, is a fount of light,
Beaming effulgent in the darkest night;
Error its ebon form may intervene,
But still it beams as brightly, though unseen;
And though thus hid till centuries have past,
The steady fire shall slay the foe at last.
Dark clouds may sometimes veil its radiant form,
And lightning rend it;—but, amid the storm,
The gem is undefiled, and its pure ray
Brighter shall shine, like sunbeams on the day
When storm, and cloud, and lightning pass away.

– G.

(found in Sept. 1854 edition of The Pioneer)


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