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MEDES AND PARTHIANS

We have been severed but that we might stand,
And of our Mother's love, on either hand,
Who have been as a thurible
With incense throbbing from one cell.
We have a little while been twain.
Now set us of one piece again,
O Holy Ghost, so that we hear each tongue
As if committed to one song;
Nor ever single, save to kneel,
And rose by rose thy dewing feel;
And rose by rose breathe forth to thee
In impulse of pure liberty,
And yet our praise commingled such
Thou dost snuff in the odour of one bush!