The Poetical Works of George Barlow In Ten [Eleven] Volumes |
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[I feel towards God just as a woman might]
I feel towards God just as a woman might
Who hears her lord praised by the adoring crowd:—
Who hears them hymn his strength with pæan loud—
His glory in thought or speech, his force in fight.
She knows him better. Through the silent night
She has watched his face beneath keen sorrow bowed;
Him she has cherished with embraces white;
She has kissed the lips that seem to men so proud
Who hears her lord praised by the adoring crowd:—
Who hears them hymn his strength with pæan loud—
His glory in thought or speech, his force in fight.
She knows him better. Through the silent night
She has watched his face beneath keen sorrow bowed;
Him she has cherished with embraces white;
She has kissed the lips that seem to men so proud
She cannot fear: she loves. She can but smile
That men should dread like some disastrous wand
His sceptre wielded o'er the people, while
She knows the sea-deep love that lies beyond.
She trusts her lord without one thought of guile,
Knowing her union holier and more fond.
That men should dread like some disastrous wand
His sceptre wielded o'er the people, while
She knows the sea-deep love that lies beyond.
She trusts her lord without one thought of guile,
Knowing her union holier and more fond.
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