 | Later poems by John B. Tabb |  |
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THE BIRTHDAY
Another blossom blooms for thee
Upon the never-failing Tree
Of Life—the same in breath and hue
As was the first that drank the dew,
When God within His garden stood
Alone, and found it “very good.”
Upon the never-failing Tree
Of Life—the same in breath and hue
As was the first that drank the dew,
When God within His garden stood
Alone, and found it “very good.”
So be it, when—thy garden done,
And all thy labours one by one
Recorded—thro' the twilight dim
He comes to bid thee walk with Him
Into a vaster solitude,
Thou too behold it very good!
And all thy labours one by one
Recorded—thro' the twilight dim
He comes to bid thee walk with Him
Into a vaster solitude,
Thou too behold it very good!
| Later poems by John B. Tabb | |