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POEMS.
lxiii.
"The light white cloud swam over us. Anon
We heard the lion roaring from his den:
We saw the large white stars rise one by one,
Or, from the darkened glen,
"The light white cloud swam over us. Anon
We heard the lion roaring from his den:
We saw the large white stars rise one by one,
Or, from the darkened glen,
lxiv.
"Saw God divide the night with flying flame,
And thunder on the everlasting hills.
I heard Him, for He spake, and grief became
A solemn scorn of ills.
"Saw God divide the night with flying flame,
And thunder on the everlasting hills.
I heard Him, for He spake, and grief became
A solemn scorn of ills.
lxv.
"When the next moon was rolled into the sky,
Strength came to me that equalled my desire.
How beautiful a thing it was to die
For God and for my sire!
"When the next moon was rolled into the sky,
Strength came to me that equalled my desire.
How beautiful a thing it was to die
For God and for my sire!
lxvi.
"It comforts me in this one thought to dwell—
That I subdued me to my father's will;
Because the kiss he gave me, ere I fell,
Sweetens the spirit still.
"It comforts me in this one thought to dwell—
That I subdued me to my father's will;
Because the kiss he gave me, ere I fell,
Sweetens the spirit still.
