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“RAPTURE IS HOLINESS”
Rapture
is holiness: God's lips are near,
O tender woman, when thy lips are close
And when thy sweet voice ringeth in mine ear,—
And when I touch thy bosom's soft white rose
Mine heart the eternal Mother-Spirit knows,
And when thy beauty bathes my soul in bliss
It seems to me that through my spirit goes
The thrill of God's ineffable pure kiss:
Yea, having thee most surely I have this,—
And, holding thee, the heavenly land I hold
And hear the heavenly harps and cadences
Of sweet immortal song, and joy untold
Burns through me like a fiery river deep
When in thine arms, like Love's own arms, I sleep.
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