That thou couldst find Him there,

“Lord, let me follow Thee!”

But see the crowd divide:

Whispers “Son, why hast thou”—

In tone of sad amaze—

Have sought thee sorrowing.”

And I had stayed to hear

[Pg 57]

Severed the links of thought.

Then over all there fell

When the dark charm is said.

Yet, in the gathering light,

For that sweet vision’s sake.

[Pg 58]

[Pg 58]

[Pg 59]

[Pg 59]

FACES IN THE FIRE.

FACES IN THE FIRE.

[Pg 60]

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