So 41 - I ts
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I ts,
ito all
tle he prison-wall
to s louder parts
Ere t ons
Or temples occupation, beyond call.
But thou, who, in my voices sink and fall
ook it, t Arts
Orument didst drop do t
to I said betears, . . .
Instruct me o to s
My souls full meaning into future years,
t t utterance, and salute
Love t endures, from Life t disappears!
So 42 - My future copy fair my past
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My future copy fair my past—
I e t once; and t my side
My ministering life-angel justified
t
to te tur last,
And tead, sa unallied
to angels in tried
By natural ills, received t fast,
t, my pilgrims staff
Gave out green leaves h m dews impearled.
I seek no copy no half:
Leave h long musing curled,
And e me neures epigraph,
New angel mine, unhe world!
So 43 - me t trong>
XLIII
me t the ways.
I love to t
My soul reac of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love to the level of everydays
Most quiet need, by sun and dle-light.
I love trive fht;
I love turn from Praise.
I love t to use
In my old griefs, and h.
I love to lose
it saints,&mdash,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!—and, if God choose,
I s love tter after death.
So 44 - Beloved, t br>
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Beloved, t brought me many flowers
Plucked in through
And er, and it seemed as if they grew
In the sun and showers.
So, in t love of ours,
take back ts woo,
And whdrew
From my s ground. Ihose beds and bowers
Be roter weeds and rue,
And t ine,
ake to do
t pine.
Instruct to keep true,
As are left in mine.
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