Whym Chow: Flame of Love By Michael Field [i.e. K. H. Bradley and E. E. Cooper] |
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[“Ask and it shall be given thee”—]
“Ask and it shall be given thee”—Then I ask
One little spring may well up in my heart
To everlasting life. It is Thy task,
God of the Waters that impulsive start
In Love's domain, to keep perpetual
Their care of life, their circling font at brim,
Nor to let drowth-delighting waves grow dull,
Unbreathed on by the winds from rim to rim.
God of the Living Waters, at Thy hand
I ask my little Chow's upwelling love
In liberal current ever, Thy command
Removing cruel thirst now and above.
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