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A SENSITIVE MIND.
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"Floats from his sick and filmed eyes,
"And something in the darkness draws
"His forehead earthward, and he dies.
"Shall men live thus, in joy and hope
"As a young lamb, who cannot dream,
"Living, but that he shall live on?
"Shall we not look into the laws
"Of life and death, and things that seem,
"And things that be, and analyse
"Our double nature, and compare
"All creeds till we have found the one,
"If one there be?" Ay me! I fear
All may not doubt, but every where
Some must clasp Idols. Yet, my God,
Whom call I Idol? let thy dove
Shadow me over, and my sins
Be unremembered, and thy love
Enlighten me. Oh teach me yet
Somewhat before the heavy clod
Weighs on me, and the busy fret
"And something in the darkness draws
"His forehead earthward, and he dies.
"Shall men live thus, in joy and hope
"As a young lamb, who cannot dream,
"Living, but that he shall live on?
"Shall we not look into the laws
"Of life and death, and things that seem,
"And things that be, and analyse
"Our double nature, and compare
"All creeds till we have found the one,
"If one there be?" Ay me! I fear
All may not doubt, but every where
Some must clasp Idols. Yet, my God,
Whom call I Idol? let thy dove
Shadow me over, and my sins
Be unremembered, and thy love
Enlighten me. Oh teach me yet
Somewhat before the heavy clod
Weighs on me, and the busy fret
