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A. Newberry Choyce
You in some stiff God's house
Who kneel and shiver
Towards a judgment day
Of your own setting.
But if a Destiny too kind
Bring you for one short second
Closer to wisdom;
To the breathing hills and spaces
Where my God lives
And makes His Throne in every leaf and flower
And whispers in each wind,
Then I will tell you this—
That my God is so great
I doubt if He will dare
To judge these souls.
Reincarnation
I LOVED you in Babylon.
Sweet Heart! you were a dancer then
And I watched where your little feet
Just stirred the dust within the market-place.
You passed me slow and down the sunlit street,
I saw the longing in the eyes of men
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