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A Vigil.
Passion dies, but Love’s eternal; Love’s the essence of our God:Love is old, yet ever vernal, Passion’s but an earthly clod.

Alexander Bathgate.

CVI.

To-morrow and To-morrow.

Good-bye, beloved! Not to me Are moody twilights and the sob of song.But glad defiance caught from thee Shall light my way along,Nor shall I quench in black despair The flame your love fanned in the clod,I, foolish heart, had deemed a soul, But meet the eyes of Fate, and bearThe splendid answer, “Loving her Has brought me nearer God.”

Alan E. Mulgan

CVII.

A Vigil.

One bird upon the roof, A chorister forlorn, Sings to the cloistered morn
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