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II.—HEAVEN.
MEMORY.
I did remember all my brother's deeds,
The loyalties and tender
Shy ministries that, out of golden creeds,
Bloomed with no passing splendour;
And in the shadow where he dwelt
That we might shine, I richly felt
The life that was surrender.
The loyalties and tender
Shy ministries that, out of golden creeds,
Bloomed with no passing splendour;
And in the shadow where he dwelt
That we might shine, I richly felt
The life that was surrender.
The services of ripe and reverend use
Whereby he was surrounded,
The healing touch of light, and gifts profuse
In which his path abounded;—
I warmed my wintry heart, and drank
Of these pure fountains, though I shrank
Before his love confounded.
Whereby he was surrounded,
The healing touch of light, and gifts profuse
In which his path abounded;—
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Of these pure fountains, though I shrank
Before his love confounded.
But O the praise was medicine to me yet,
That purged with gracious sifting,
And made a morning that could never set
Among these pageants drifting;
I gathered to me what he wrought
In blessing, and heaven was the thought—
And God's own great uplifting.
That purged with gracious sifting,
And made a morning that could never set
Among these pageants drifting;
I gathered to me what he wrought
In blessing, and heaven was the thought—
And God's own great uplifting.
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