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SONNET IV
THE VICTORY
A spirit wrestled through the lonely night
With God,—until the cold grey dawn shone clear.—
But neither won. They closed again in sheer
Ecstatic struggle when the sun took flight.
Through the long hours with alternating might
They wrestled, till the pale stars shook with fear,
And even the morning's clarion in man's ear
Doubted to ring,—so mastering was the sight.
With God,—until the cold grey dawn shone clear.—
But neither won. They closed again in sheer
Ecstatic struggle when the sun took flight.
Through the long hours with alternating might
They wrestled, till the pale stars shook with fear,
And even the morning's clarion in man's ear
Doubted to ring,—so mastering was the sight.
But when the sun was up, the strife was o'er.
For once the human spirit had prevailed
And Jacob was avenged for evermore.—
Strong human love the Godhead had assailed
And conquered. Man and God met eye to eye,
And man's was the stupendous victory.
For once the human spirit had prevailed
And Jacob was avenged for evermore.—
Strong human love the Godhead had assailed
And conquered. Man and God met eye to eye,
And man's was the stupendous victory.
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