[Poems by Larcom in] Beckonings For Every Day | ||
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[Three humble friends of His, in lofty light]
Three humble friends of His, in lofty lightSaw Him with heaven's men talking, face to face:
Still, where He meets His friends is Tabor's height,
Above the obscuring mists of time and space.
[Poems by Larcom in] Beckonings For Every Day | ||