an allegory.
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Fast as one wish fades, a higher
Shall but lead thee nearer God!
Shall but lead thee nearer God!
Boy, be mine! beneath our feet
Desert wastes shall bloom with flowers,
Sorrow's self shall seem most sweet,
While Hopo's rainbow lights her showers.
Desert wastes shall bloom with flowers,
Sorrow's self shall seem most sweet,
While Hopo's rainbow lights her showers.
Troops of angels, only known
By their choral music-tide,
(Ebb and flow) with softest tone,
Shall beside thee viewless glide
By their choral music-tide,
(Ebb and flow) with softest tone,
Shall beside thee viewless glide
Every warbler of the wild-wood
On its voice shall waft thy soul,
Back thro' all the dreams of childhood,
To the Heaven-home whence it stole.
On its voice shall waft thy soul,
Back thro' all the dreams of childhood,
To the Heaven-home whence it stole.
From each blossom Spring shall bring thee
Some sweet lesson thou'lt command,
Even the winding shell shall sing thee
'Echoes from the spirit-land!
Some sweet lesson thou'lt command,
Even the winding shell shall sing thee
'Echoes from the spirit-land!
Glory waits thee, glad immortal!
Take thy cross and go with me!
Take thy cross and go with me!
