THE UNSPOKEN PRAYER.
IPONDERED how to shape my prayer;
I chose the words with pious care,
Lest with my lips I should betray
The wish my heart would hide away.
I chose the words with pious care,
Lest with my lips I should betray
The wish my heart would hide away.
The thing I craved I dared not ask;
Yet, like a face behind a mask,
That wish looked up through every word,—
And it was answered, though unheard!
Yet, like a face behind a mask,
That wish looked up through every word,—
And it was answered, though unheard!
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