[Poems by Tabb in] Father Tabb a study of his life and works with uncollected and unpublished poems |
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“Each plays his part and goes his way,”Our hearts at seeming distance say;
But twixt the blossom and the fruit—
The topmost twig and lowest root,
Till seed again to seed shall fall—
There lies no languid interval;
And soul is life-allied to soul
As parts unto the perfect whole.
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