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CONFESSIONS.
I have loved," she said,—
"Man is weak, God is dread;
Yet the weakest man dies with his spirit at
ease,
Having poured such love-oil on the Saviour's feet,
As I lavished for these."
IX.
Go, I cried, thou hast chosen the Human, and left
the Divine!
Then, at least, have the Human shared with thee,
their wild berry-wine?
Have they loved back thy love, and when strangers
approached thee with blame,
Have they covered thy fault with their kisses, and
loved thee the same?
But she wept and said,
"God, over my head,
Will sweep in the wrath of His judgment seas,
If He deal with me sinning, but only the same
And not gentler than these!"
