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 | The Poetical Works of Frances Ridley Havergal |  |
221
Mischief Making.
I.
Only a tiny dropping
From a tiny hidden leak;
But the flow is never stopping,
And the flaw is far to seek.
From a tiny hidden leak;
But the flow is never stopping,
And the flaw is far to seek.
Only some trickling water,
Nothing at all at first;
But it grows to a valley-slaughter,
For the reservoir has burst!
Nothing at all at first;
But it grows to a valley-slaughter,
For the reservoir has burst!
The wild flood once in motion,
Who shall arrest its course?
As well restrain the ocean
As that ungoverned force!
Who shall arrest its course?
As well restrain the ocean
As that ungoverned force!
Mourn for the desolations,
And help the ruined men,
Till next spring's fair creations
Make the valley smile again.
And help the ruined men,
Till next spring's fair creations
Make the valley smile again.
Help with a free, pure pity,
For your hands in this are clean,
You dwelt in the far-off city,
With many a mile between.
For your hands in this are clean,
You dwelt in the far-off city,
With many a mile between.
You did not watch the flowing
Of the treacherous, trickling rill;
You did not aid the growing
Of the tiny rifts in the hill.
Of the treacherous, trickling rill;
You did not aid the growing
Of the tiny rifts in the hill.
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What if you had? I leave it,
It is too dark a thought;
How could the heart conceive it?
How came it, all unsought?
It is too dark a thought;
How could the heart conceive it?
How came it, all unsought?
II.
A look of great affliction,
As you tell what one told you,
With a feeble contradiction,
Or a ‘hope it is not true!’
As you tell what one told you,
With a feeble contradiction,
Or a ‘hope it is not true!’
A story quite too meagre
For naming any more,
Only your friend seems eager
To know a little more.
For naming any more,
Only your friend seems eager
To know a little more.
No doubt of explanation,
If all was known, you see;
One might get information
From Mrs. A. or B.
If all was known, you see;
One might get information
From Mrs. A. or B.
Only some simple queries
Passed on from tongue to tongue,
Though the ever-growing series
Has out of nothing sprung.
Passed on from tongue to tongue,
Though the ever-growing series
Has out of nothing sprung.
Only a faint suggestion,
Only a doubtful hint,
Only a leading question
With a special tone or tint.
Only a doubtful hint,
Only a leading question
With a special tone or tint.
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Only a low ‘I wonder!’
Nothing unfair at all;
But the whisper grows to thunder,
And a scathing bolt may fall;
Nothing unfair at all;
But the whisper grows to thunder,
And a scathing bolt may fall;
And a good ship is dismasted,
And hearts are like to break,
And a Christian life is blasted,
For a scarcely-guessed mistake!
And hearts are like to break,
And a Christian life is blasted,
For a scarcely-guessed mistake!
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