And, wheresoe'er He sets His white
Steps, walk with Him those ways of light,
Which who in death would live to see,
Must learn in life to die like thee.
And, wheresoe'er He sets His white
Steps, walk with Him those ways of light,
Which who in death would live to see,
Must learn in life to die like thee.
O thou undaunted daughter of desires By all thy dower of lights and fires By all the eagle in thee, all the dove By all thy lives and deaths of love By thy large draughts of intellectual day.
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© 2020 Inspirational Stories