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Poem by Robert Underwood Johnson

In Teslas Laboratory

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;
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;
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. 

Robert Underwood Johnson

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