Toggle Dropdown Serif Sans-serif Monospaced Dyslexic Bold Italic Font size: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 Mark as read [object Object] Only page of title 83 4 Easy I. This woman, with the dear child-heart, Ye mourn as dead, is-where and what? With faith as artless as her Art, I question not,- But dare divine, and feel, and know Her blessedness-as hath been writ In allegory. -Even so I fashion it: - II. A stately figure, rapt and awed In her new guise of Angelhood, Still lingered, wistful-knowing God Was very good. - Her thought's fine whisper filled the pause; And, listening, the Master smiled, And lo! the stately angel was -A little child. End of title Sign in to unlock this title Sign in to continue reading, it's free! As an unregistered user you can only read a little bit. Links External resources bookshop Wikipedia Project Gutenberg Goodreads Google Books
I. This woman, with the dear child-heart, Ye mourn as dead, is-where and what? With faith as artless as her Art, I question not,-
But dare divine, and feel, and know Her blessedness-as hath been writ In allegory. -Even so I fashion it: -
II. A stately figure, rapt and awed In her new guise of Angelhood, Still lingered, wistful-knowing God Was very good. -
Her thought's fine whisper filled the pause; And, listening, the Master smiled, And lo! the stately angel was -A little child.
