1901 · CLOSE READING
The Soul of Osiris
The Soul of Osiris (1901), PDF p. 112
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THE SOUL OF OSIRIS.
HAPPINESS.
T is the seasonable sun of spring
That gilds the all-rejuvenescent air—
New buds, young birds, so happy in the rare
Fresh life of earth : myself am bound to sing,
Feeling the resurrection crown me king.
I am so happy as men never were.
Of sorrow much, of suffering a share,
Leave me unmoved, or leave me conquering.
O miserable ! that it should be so !
Lord Jesus, Sufferer for the sins of man,
Thou didst invite me to Thy shame and loss.
And I am happy ! Pity me ! Bestow
The right to work in the eternal Plan,
The right to hang on the eternal Cross !
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