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MAIN STREET AND OTHER POEMS MULTIPLICATION

(For S. M. E.)

TAKE my leave, with sorrow, of Him I love so well;

I look my last upon His small and radiant prison-cell;

O happy lamp! to serve Him with never ceasing light!

O happy flame! to tremble forever in His sight!

I leave the holy quiet for the loudly human train,

And my heart that He has breathed upon is filled with lonely pain.

O King, O Friend, O Lover! What sorer grief can be

In all the reddest depths of Hell than banishment from Thee?

But from my window as I speed across the sleeping land

I see the towns and villages wherein His houses stand. [ 52 ]