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XXII.
THE VEIL OF BLISS

The veil of bliss that each casts over each
Makes each alone, although within a crowd;
Love spreads above us both his golden cloud,
And lo! at once we are out of human reach,
Listening to the eternal spirits' speech,
With God's dear tender eyes above us bowed.
Others we help; yet are we, sweet, allowed
To wander sometimes on a lonely beach.
The veil descends,—and lo! we are alone,
Utterly lonely, utterly at peace.
The sounds of common voices round us cease,
For round us both God's veiling arms are thrown.
Then, when the veil is lifted, we return
To help the sad, and strengthen those that yearn.