EX TENEBRIS
BEFORE us all the way lies dark,
A rugged, sunless length;
And yet we ask thee not for light
To make the gloomy spaces bright
And give the stinging thorns to sight—
We only pray for strength.
A rugged, sunless length;
And yet we ask thee not for light
To make the gloomy spaces bright
And give the stinging thorns to sight—
We only pray for strength.
For strength to shroud dead love and lay
The rue where roses blend;
For strength to tread, with eyes unwet
And lips calm-touched 'gainst useless fret,
The paths wherein our feet are set,
And so to reach the end.
The rue where roses blend;
For strength to tread, with eyes unwet
And lips calm-touched 'gainst useless fret,
The paths wherein our feet are set,
And so to reach the end.