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 | The Collected Poems of Philip Bourke Marston |  |
21
SONNET XXXI. LOVE'S YEARNINGS.
I would I could believe the words men say,
And think, despite of all, there ruled above,
Some sure strong God, compassionate enough
To hear and pity spirits when they pray;
That so from day to night, from night to day,
In passionate strong praying I might prove
The height, breadth, depth, and length of all my love.
So when soft dreams upon thy spirit lay,
And think, despite of all, there ruled above,
Some sure strong God, compassionate enough
To hear and pity spirits when they pray;
That so from day to night, from night to day,
In passionate strong praying I might prove
The height, breadth, depth, and length of all my love.
So when soft dreams upon thy spirit lay,
I, sleepless, had devised sweet things for thee,
Poured forth my soul in prayer, nor let God rest
Till he had heard my prayers, and answered all.
Prayers have I, but no God, at need, to call.
Then, in the absence of all Deity,
Still show me, love, how I may serve thee best.
Poured forth my soul in prayer, nor let God rest
Till he had heard my prayers, and answered all.
Prayers have I, but no God, at need, to call.
Then, in the absence of all Deity,
Still show me, love, how I may serve thee best.
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