 | A selection from the verses of John B. Tabb |  |
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AVE ATQUE VALE
Where wast thou, little song,
That hast delayed so long
To come to me?
“Mute in the mind of God:
Till where thy feet had trod,
I followed thee.”
That hast delayed so long
To come to me?
“Mute in the mind of God:
Till where thy feet had trod,
I followed thee.”
Farewell! I go my way;
And if in long delay
Thou must remain,
Forget not, 'tis the track
We trod, that leads us back
To God again.
And if in long delay
Thou must remain,
Forget not, 'tis the track
We trod, that leads us back
To God again.
| A selection from the verses of John B. Tabb | |