THE BRIDGE OF THE DRAGON.
Godlike is goodness!—evermore serene,
And young, and prodigal of lovely days!
A touch of magnanimity where men are mean,
A vestal thought in earth's polluted ways,
Forgiveness, grateful as the oak's large green,
A generous faith in one who errs, like rays
Surviving the lost star, for ever make
A bubbling in the desert for our sake.
And young, and prodigal of lovely days!
A touch of magnanimity where men are mean,
A vestal thought in earth's polluted ways,
Forgiveness, grateful as the oak's large green,
A generous faith in one who errs, like rays
Surviving the lost star, for ever make
A bubbling in the desert for our sake.
And so, most glad, I turn from the unreal,
Sad shows of life, impatient lips to wet
At an old well of freshness; to that leal
Sweet vision of St. Margaret; may she yet
Sad shows of life, impatient lips to wet
At an old well of freshness; to that leal
Sweet vision of St. Margaret; may she yet
