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facts in verse.
She caught one day the evil gleam
Of keen and cruel eyes—the same
That turned to nightmare childhood's dream.
Of keen and cruel eyes—the same
That turned to nightmare childhood's dream.
Was it strange that thoughts of death should then
Fill all her soul?—but with calm pace
She turned her from the trysting-place
That night; (what wonder, yet again,
Is death the darkest thing to face?)
Fill all her soul?—but with calm pace
She turned her from the trysting-place
That night; (what wonder, yet again,
Is death the darkest thing to face?)
And wending homeward thro' the even,
She stopped above the torrent's flow,
And looked into the dark below,
And up the empty, silent heaven;
And could not measure her great wo.
She stopped above the torrent's flow,
And looked into the dark below,
And up the empty, silent heaven;
And could not measure her great wo.
The waters kept a merry din;
From peopled wastes and wilds untrod,
And brightly over love's abode,
The perfect day shut softly in,
The wondrous Passion-flower of God!
From peopled wastes and wilds untrod,
And brightly over love's abode,
The perfect day shut softly in,
The wondrous Passion-flower of God!
