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AFTER THE WOMEN'S RALLY
September 15th
The blessed web that angels weave
Of love to God and love to man,
Let me therein some pattern leave
Ere rounds my life its little span.
Of love to God and love to man,
Let me therein some pattern leave
Ere rounds my life its little span.
The holy church that heroes build
With lofty thought and purpose sound,
Ere Time's last rays my sunset gild,
There let some stone of mine be found.
With lofty thought and purpose sound,
Ere Time's last rays my sunset gild,
There let some stone of mine be found.
The psalm where prayer and music meet,
In joy-floods, rolling from on high,
To such a rhythm, grand and sweet,
May my departing footsteps fly!
In joy-floods, rolling from on high,
To such a rhythm, grand and sweet,
May my departing footsteps fly!
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