 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition |  |
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AT THE GATE.
I wait in darkness at the golden gate,
To catch some gleams and glimpses of the truth,
From time corroding age with jealous tooth,
Now earth is fading and the hour is late;
To catch some gleams and glimpses of the truth,
From time corroding age with jealous tooth,
Now earth is fading and the hour is late;
I am denied the mercies thou dost mate,
So largely granted to thy glorious youth,
And wildly gather signs and sounds uncouth,
With dark foreshadowings of a future state.
So largely granted to thy glorious youth,
And wildly gather signs and sounds uncouth,
With dark foreshadowings of a future state.
While thou dost in the dazzling Temple stand,
One of the pure and white-robed virgin band,
Who wave the palm and wear the sacred seal;
One of the pure and white-robed virgin band,
Who wave the palm and wear the sacred seal;
I still in vain all sadly knock and kneel,
To these dim eyes and this deflowering hand,
Thy revelation nothing would reveal.
To these dim eyes and this deflowering hand,
Thy revelation nothing would reveal.
| 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | |