 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition |  |
UNCROWNED QUEENS.
Fair crownèd souls, sealed with compassion's sign,
Go sowing through the world immortal seed
Of ministering mercy, that makes fine
Each effort, as the sun adorns the weed;
Go sowing through the world immortal seed
Of ministering mercy, that makes fine
Each effort, as the sun adorns the weed;
For these are Queens who, by a right divine,
Have won their glorious coronation meed,
In the large radiance of some lovely deed,
That shall for ever and for ever shine.
Have won their glorious coronation meed,
In the large radiance of some lovely deed,
That shall for ever and for ever shine.
Thus have they sweetened toil by gentle sway,
And turned the midnight into more than day,
With honey-dew of love that patience hives;
And turned the midnight into more than day,
With honey-dew of love that patience hives;
And thus, as starlight with the darkness strives,
Still do they walk on their serener way,
In the soft lustre of their own pure lives.
Still do they walk on their serener way,
In the soft lustre of their own pure lives.
| 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | |