Flower o' the thorn A book of wayside verse: By John Payne |
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DATUR HORA QUIETI. |
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DATUR HORA QUIETI.
IT is the pause of peace. With gold and roseThe setting floods the skies; the softened sun
Rains benediction down on day nigh done,
As some high passion, lighting up Life's close,
Love only grown, no longer flames, but glows.
It is the time when they, who for Heaven won
Trust and Hell 'scaped to some Omnipotent One
Unknown, are knolled to prayer and when of those
Who own no man-wrought God, no priest-made rite,
Whose service is to seek the True and Fair
And commune with the Universal Spright,
That breathes in every wafture of the air
And every undulation of the light,
The hour is given to quiet, as to prayer.
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