1898 · CLOSE READING
Songs of the Spirit
Songs of the Spirit (1898), PDF p. 119
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There steals through my coldness a fire,
Between my slow words is a sword,
One lit by the heart of desire,
One sharp in the hand of the lord ;
To these that sink, sleep, and expire, your welcome
accord.
With winds and white seas for your raiment
Your stature immutably stands :
My love, with no claim, as a claimant
Came seeking out truth in the sands,
Found truth, and must place in poor payment this
book in your hands.
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