 | The Collected Poems of Philip Bourke Marston |  |
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A DAY OF PEACE.
Because the time was autumn, and the day
Serenely sad as trusting souls may grow,
That, having borne the uttermost of woe,
Take faith in God, for help upon their way,
And no more weep, but live, and watch, and pray;
Because the warm moist wind blew faint and low,
Seeming the secret of my heart to know,
While birds sang softly through the tender gray;
Serenely sad as trusting souls may grow,
That, having borne the uttermost of woe,
Take faith in God, for help upon their way,
And no more weep, but live, and watch, and pray;
Because the warm moist wind blew faint and low,
Seeming the secret of my heart to know,
While birds sang softly through the tender gray;
Because of these, my heart was glad forsooth;
But only glad thereof, because my love
With hands in mine, and sweet face hung above,
Said, as my kiss receded from her mouth,
The words that give my spirit strength to rest
Till Love's full glory be made manifest.
But only glad thereof, because my love
With hands in mine, and sweet face hung above,
Said, as my kiss receded from her mouth,
The words that give my spirit strength to rest
Till Love's full glory be made manifest.
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