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XXVIII. “BEFORE THE THRONE OF GOD”

I dreamed I followed thee across the stars;
Thy sweet face beckoned me:
Through strange cloud-masses, bursting vaporous bars,
My spirit followed thee.
The vast and desolate and treeless track
Seemed just as nothing then;
Nought if my spirit could but win thee back
And hold thee once again.
Stars faded into gloom, and new stars rose
Upon my weary sight:
Yet still I followed,—followed to the close
Of the wild realms of night.
And then I found thee,—in a land divine,
Unknown, unseen, untrod;
And clasped at length thy soul, and sealed it mine
Before the throne of God.