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LOVE'S HIGHER WAY.
Constrain me not! Dost thou not know
That if I turn from thee my face
'Tis but to hide the overflow
Of love? We need a little space
And solitude in which to kneel
And thank our God for this high grace
That He hath set His holy seal
Upon our lives. My heart doth burn
With consciousness of all I feel
And own to thee, and if I turn
For one brief moment from thy gaze,
'Tis but that I may better learn
To bear the unaccustomed blaze
Of that white light that like a flame
Thy love has set amidst my days.
For with that clearer light there came
A vision of the far-off sea
We mortals know not how to name,
