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Oracles (1905), PDF p. 87
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THE STORM
Even so draw me in life, O Mother, to thy breast !
Below the storm, below the wind, to the abiding rest !
That I may know thy purpose and understand thy ways :
So, weeping always for the woe, also the love to praise !
The darkness falls intensely : no light invades the gloom.
Stillness drops dew-like from the heaven’s unreverberant
womb.
Westward the ship is riding on the sable wings of night,
I understand the darkness—why should I seek the light ?
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