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Abide with me; fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide. When other helpers fail and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me. Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day; Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away; Change and decay in all around I see; O Thou who changest not, abide with me. Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word; But as Thou dwell’st with Thy disciples, Lord, Familiar, condescending, patient, free. Come not to sojourn, but abide with me. Come not in terrors, as the King of kings, But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings, Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea— Come, Friend of sinners, and thus bide with me. Thou on my head in early youth didst smile; And,...

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A Chautauqua Idyl was Grace's second book, but the first book published under her own name.   It was written to earn the money for a family trip from their home in Florida to New York for the 1887 Recognition Day at Chautauqua. Grace, her father, and her aunt (Pansy) were slated to graduate from its Literary Circle and she was determined to be there in person for the all of the pageantry of the celebration. She even read a poem written for the occasion as part of the ceremony.   Grace hand-painted the cover of her own personal copy of the book to reflect its subject—the trees, the flowers, and the animals meeting for their own Chautauqua.   Edward Everett Hale in an introductory note speaks...