The ballad of Babe Christabel with other Lyrical Poems By Gerald Massey. Fifth Edition, Revised and Enlarged |
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NOT LOST, BUT GONE BEFORE.
One of God's own Darlings was my bosom's nestling Dove,
With her looks of love and sunshine, and her voice so rich and low:
How it trembled thro' my life, like an Immortal's kiss of love!
How its music yearns thro' all my memory now!
With her looks of love and sunshine, and her voice so rich and low:
How it trembled thro' my life, like an Immortal's kiss of love!
How its music yearns thro' all my memory now!
O! her beauty rainbows round me, and her sweet smile, silverly
As a song, fills all the silence of the Midnight's charméd hours;
And I know from out her grave she'll send her love in death to me,
By the Spring in smiling utterance of Flowers.
As a song, fills all the silence of the Midnight's charméd hours;
And I know from out her grave she'll send her love in death to me,
By the Spring in smiling utterance of Flowers.
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O! my Love, too good for Earth, has gone into the world of light;
It was hard, she said, to leave me, but the Lord had need of her;
And she walks the heavens in glory, like a Star i' the crown of Night,
With the Beautiful and Blesséd mingling there.
It was hard, she said, to leave me, but the Lord had need of her;
And she walks the heavens in glory, like a Star i' the crown of Night,
With the Beautiful and Blesséd mingling there.
Gone before me, to be clothéd on with bridal robe of white,
Where Love's blossom flowers to fruit of Knowledge,—Suffering 's glorified!
And my love shall make me meet and worthy of her presence bright,
That in heaven I may claim her as my Bride.
Where Love's blossom flowers to fruit of Knowledge,—Suffering 's glorified!
And my love shall make me meet and worthy of her presence bright,
That in heaven I may claim her as my Bride.
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