AND, O beloved voices, upon which

    Ours passionately call because erelong

    Ye brake off in t song

    e sang togetly, to enrich

    tch,

    t out of trong,

    Kno lost for aye among

    t years thrush. God keeps a niche

    In o

    o our faces and denied

    t our close kisses se,

    I know we se,

    t s from ty,--glorified

    Ne God-light.