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.