Morning Midday And Evening Sacrifice
THE dappled die-awayCheek and wimpled lip,The gold-wisp, the airy-greyEye, all in fellowship--This, all this beauty blooming,This, all this freshness fuming,Give God while worth consuming.Both thought and thew now bolderAnd told by Nature: Tower;Head, heart, hand, heel, and shoulderThat beat and breathe...
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