Thou Who wert kindest of the kind —
Since out of sight is out of mind —
There’s none to do Thee kindnesses
In Thy last anguish and distress.
Thou art left all alone, alone.
Where are Thy faithful lovers flown?
Where is the multitude that fed,
With loaves and fishes comfort
(Katharine Tynan)
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