Songs of the Soul/Part 1/Evasion

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EVASION

When I do almost see TheeThou dost suddenly vanish;When Thou art almost trapped in meI find Thee gone.When I think I have seized TheeThou dost most escape.How long this hide and seek, and play?I am weary with the toil of the day;Still I may brook this evasion ThineIf ’tis for a tiny flash of time,That in the end I may seeThy face with doubled joy and mind more free.
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