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by Susan Coolidge
     
 

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"Do their errands; enter into the sacrifice with them; be a link yourself in the divine chain, and feel the joy and life of it."-ADELINE D. T. WHITNEY What can I do for thee, Beloved, Whose feet so little while ago Trod the same way-side dust with mine, And now up paths I do not know Speed, without sound or sign? What can I do? The perfect life All fresh and fair

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"Do their errands; enter into the sacrifice with them; be a link yourself in the divine chain, and feel the joy and life of it."-ADELINE D. T. WHITNEY What can I do for thee, Beloved, Whose feet so little while ago Trod the same way-side dust with mine, And now up paths I do not know Speed, without sound or sign? What can I do? The perfect life All fresh and fair and beautiful Has opened its wide arms to thee; Thy cup is over-brimmed and full; Nothing remains for me. I used to do so many things,- Love thee and chide thee and caress; Brush little straws from off thy way, Tempering with my poor tenderness The heat of thy short day. Not much, but very sweet to give; And it is grief of griefs to bear That all these ministries are o'er, And thou, so happy, Love, elsewhere, Never can need me more:- And I can do for thee but this (Working on blindly, knowing not If I may give thee pleasure so): Out of my own dull, burdened lot I can arise, and go To sadder lives and darker homes, A messenger, dear heart, from thee Who wast on earth a comforter, And say to those who welcome me, I am sent forth by her.

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ISBN-13:
2940000878477
Publisher:
B&R Samizdat Express
Publication date:
03/01/2010
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Format:
NOOK Book
File size:
48 KB

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