 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition |  |
THE SUPERSCRIPTION.
Lo, in the shadow of the shrine is cut,
A superscription that no eye can read,
With lines that from the dusk to darkness lead,
And in a maze of melancholy shut.
A superscription that no eye can read,
With lines that from the dusk to darkness lead,
And in a maze of melancholy shut.
But here and there the letters outward jut,
And speak in lurid light to hearts that heed—
“Pain is the path to heavenly pleasures, but”—
And then the silence mocks our mortal need.
And speak in lurid light to hearts that heed—
“Pain is the path to heavenly pleasures, but”—
And then the silence mocks our mortal need.
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And all decypher it, with divers minds;
But those whose hands in innocence are laved,
Will see the meaning on their conscience graved.
But those whose hands in innocence are laved,
Will see the meaning on their conscience graved.
Though fear within the perfect vision blinds,
Yet every path that charity has paved,
If lit by faith at last admission finds.
Yet every path that charity has paved,
If lit by faith at last admission finds.
| 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | |